When I saw flashing blue lights in my rearview mirror one evening last week, I pulled over to let the cop go past.
But instead of flying by, he pulled in right behind me.
My first thought: Not this again.
I’m not proud to say it, but I have a history of run-ins with the law.
There was that time the summer after high school graduation when I got pulled over for going 35 in a 25 mile-per-hour zone. The officer let me off with a warning.