“Ole Leadfoot got a break this time.”
It was the 13th, fortunately not Friday, as we were typically late to work, pulled around a panel truck, made fast gains on the station wagon in front of us. When “State Trooper” on it became decipherable, we braked sharply.
The Lawman pulled over behind the vehicle in front, and we followed closely, on the verge of, if not, tailgating. We sure didn’t want to pass and go above posted speed limit.
Mr. Patrolman pulled back into the left lane forcing us to go by. It was only seconds, and the red, white and blue blinking lights glared in our rearview mirror.
Completely riled, we passed the turnoff, but did blink, and pulled roadside. Trooper went to the ditch window as we tried to figure out which button opened that window; first the locks, then the driver’s window, next the back windows, finally where he was, likely most impatient.
“Could I please see your driver’s license,” the man with the big-iron-on-his-hip requested seemingly nicely, if that is possible. Not answering, we searched for our billfold, and thankfully finally remembered where we’d put it under the glove box stacks.
Fumbling more, we handed him the first plastic piece there, and he gave it back. “This is a credit card. I need to see your driver’s license.” Now shaking, we took the card, and found another, suiting his request.
“The speed limit’s 75,” he said. “Yes,” we agreed. “You were coming up fast behind me,” he said. “This speedometer might be off,” we countered. “I didn’t see your right blinker when you darted in right behind me,” he noted. “It works,” we pointed to the dashboard as he walked to the car’s front.
“Are you on the way to work?” he asked. “Yes. Supposed to be there in eight minutes, and it’s 15 miles,” we responded. “Well, you’re going to be late, because you’re going to drive the speed limit, right?” the nice gentleman nodded, while returning our license. “Yes Sir,” we replied, as we reached out and shook his hand appreciatively.
Reminds us of Acts 14:15: “We must persuade you to abandon these silly superstitions.” Then, Acts 15:29: “These guidelines are sufficient to keep relations congenial between us.” Thankfully, Psalm 32:1: “Blessed is he who has forgiveness of his transgressions.”
+++ALLELUIA+++