I took this photo of Ray and Wyatt while we were taking a stop at a historical marker in the Oklahoma Panhandle. The wheat is turning, but not ready to cut yet. I tried to show Wyatt how the wheat was in the heads of grain, but his interest was pretty limited.It wasn't long after this that I was stopped for going 110 miles an hour. To say I was dumbfounded was an understatement. I was driving along with the cruise control at 65 miles an hour when a sheriffs officer come up behind me with lights flashing. Remember, we are driving a Vue with three adults and two small children. Ray and I are not the 110 mile per hours type of folks. In fact, Ray gets on my case if I am driving 70 in a 65 area. I was picturing some sort of corrupt cop going to haul me off to jail on trumped up charges. However, she apparently decided that we were just not the type, and that there might have been an error in her radar gun. The deputy was very nice about it, but it shook me up a bit. Now it is just a good story.
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That story made my day....I like my ending to the story better...you really were going 110 mph... driving the Sebring with the top down, wind blowing in Ray's hair...(LOL) that's my story and I'm sticking to it.
This reminds me of the time this happened to me only I was 17 and my aunt was a sleep in the backseat...we were coming back from visiting my grandma she was sick with cancer. My sister was in the front seat with me and we had the cruise set at 60 because back then the limit was 55...anyway we passed the trooper and waived. Well that was dumb. He pulled us over and said you were going 85. I started to cry and explained everything...needless to say I got a warning and that was that!
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