Beautiful morning, clear skies, open road, what can I say?
"Sir, you passed me going xx mph back there on highway 8. I know this is a beautiful car and it must be fun to drive fast but I really don't want to have to clean you off the road after an accident at that speed."
"Ma'am, thank you for your concern, I am ashamed of my lack of sense and am duly warned, how about a warning?"
"HA! For xx miles an hour?" Walks back to her car, takes forever checking my registration while I sweat.
Comes back
"Mr. Aldridge, here is my stern warning in the form of a 10MPH over the limit citation, have a great day and slow down."
What a dear, cut the tic in half with that one.
Tomm