A LITTLE Faster, Not THAT Fucking Fast

Yesterday, I was challenging a police officer's interpretation of careless driving. Today, I was thanking another officer for giving me a speeding ticket. One hundred miles per hour in a sixty-five. Yep, he got me. And I'll pay the $207 because I knowingly broke the law. But accepting responsibility doesn't mean agreeing with the law, and it sure as fuck doesn't mean apologizing for riding fast. Besides, I think the officer should have thanked me. Ten minutes earlier, I'd been doing 118.