Do you remember your first speeding ticket? I remember mine. And, it wasn’t my first ticket. I had gotten a ticket for an illegal traffic move when I merged in front of another driver when I was almost 17. Then when I was 17, I was traveling to West Virginia to see a girlfriend when I was clocked for going 77 in a 55 zone, but they reduced it to 72 to keep me under the “15 MPH over” stuff.
Well, today, 3B got his first speeding ticket. He didn’t get so lucky. He was going 86 in a 65. 21 MPH over. When I asked him why he said he had to go to the bathroom. He probably doesn’t want me telling that part, but you know what, you do silly things, you get called out for it.
I asked why he didn’t just stop at a convenience store and he said he didn’t want to do that in a convenience store. So, instead of getting home, safely, to do that, he got into even more poo. Sorry for the pun. I don’t know, yet, what the repercussions will be. He says that there’s not a fine. I am quite sure there is a fine and I’m quite sure that fine will be minuscule compared to the court costs. They will be high.
But, all of that doesn’t compare to what it’s going to cost his mother. He’s on her insurance. She said that the cost doubled when she added him. I’m sure this will double that number. Especially since it was that much over. He’ll probably lose his driving privileges for some period of time, too. We’ll see.
Oh, and turns out The BCPF has pink eye. Isn’t this a wonderful day?!?
Until tomorrow, stay safe and slow down…
“Gonna write me up a 125. Post my face wanted dead or alive. Take my license, all that jive. I can’t drive 55! Oh No!.” – “I Can’t Drive 55” (Hagar)