Did I ever tell you the story of being on the George Washington Parkway, a really nice road, no lights or anything, that runs along the Potomac River on the Virginia side (Washington, D.C. being on the other) and Arlington National Cemetery, the Pentagon, and Reagan National Airport, etc. are on it, Ladybird (President Lyndon Johnson's wife) Park and a few other pleasant sights; but it's a nice drive, especially on a weekend when there's not quite so much traffic as rush hour. But I worked in old town Alexandria, Virginia; George Washington slept there and I was born there but I drove from my Washington, D.C. apartment down Rock Creek Parkway past the Kennedy Center and over the river to the George Washington Parkway and on to Alexandria.

I'm driving along the parkway one morning, rush hour, and a Park Police car is in the other lane (it's just a 2-lane road) a little ahead of me. Well, as happens, all the cars slow and everyone does the speed limit behind this police car like good little children. I'm first in the other lane so I get it in my head to see if I can v-e-r-r-y slowly pass this police car. Theoretically, you can do 5 miles an hour (8 km) over the speed limit? So, I start going 1-2 miles an hour faster than the police car and v-e-r-r-y slowly edge past him. Takes me 4-5 minutes and that much road! As soon as I get past, his lights and siren come on and he pulls me over.

So, he takes my license and car registration, etc. and checks me out and writes me a "warning" ticket (nothing bad happens with a warning, it's exactly that) and we exchange pleasantries and he gives it to me and then asks, "why did you do it?" and I, being excessively honest reply, "To see if I could." He was so at that, said he would have given me a real ticket if he'd known, etc.

No sense of humor :-)