Gary
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In 1974 I got a speeding ticket on Highway 78 between Memphis, Tennessee and Corinth, Mississippi (north of Tupelo). It was for 138 mph in a 35 mph zone (at 3:00 AM on a Sunday night).
I was headed home from a very late out-of-town work night. No one else was on the road. So I opened her up (455 Olds with a 2.78:1 rear end).
About 20 miles from the Mississippi/Tennessee line I saw a pair of headlights way back in the distance behind me, and at about 3 or 4 miles from the state line they were still way back there. Anyway, figuring that there might be a State Trooper with radar at the state line I decided to let the guy behind me go first as I knew he was moving on pretty good too. Any way I slowed down and sure enough he caught up with me about a half mile from the line - it was a Mississippi State Trooper. He had caught me on radar as I passed through a speed trap town (one crossroad with a one pump gas station). He told me that he was just about to give up when I slowed down.
There were two pleasant surprises - 1) he actually, sincerely thanked me for slowing down as his Ford 428 interceptor had started running hot and smoking and he was beginning to fear it would blow up on him, and 2) in 1974 the ticket was for US $10.
Yours?
I was headed home from a very late out-of-town work night. No one else was on the road. So I opened her up (455 Olds with a 2.78:1 rear end).
About 20 miles from the Mississippi/Tennessee line I saw a pair of headlights way back in the distance behind me, and at about 3 or 4 miles from the state line they were still way back there. Anyway, figuring that there might be a State Trooper with radar at the state line I decided to let the guy behind me go first as I knew he was moving on pretty good too. Any way I slowed down and sure enough he caught up with me about a half mile from the line - it was a Mississippi State Trooper. He had caught me on radar as I passed through a speed trap town (one crossroad with a one pump gas station). He told me that he was just about to give up when I slowed down.
There were two pleasant surprises - 1) he actually, sincerely thanked me for slowing down as his Ford 428 interceptor had started running hot and smoking and he was beginning to fear it would blow up on him, and 2) in 1974 the ticket was for US $10.
Yours?