[jmatta]

Sometimes you just get lucky. I was driving on a hilly road at something like 90+ in one of my 911s when a trooper came at me over the crest of the hill. My detector hit immediately, but it was too late. I slowed, but saw the officer turn a louie and was right on my a$$ for miles. Never hit the lights and finally turned around. Maybe he/she was a Porsche fan?

Last one was in my Grand Cherokee...78 in a 55 zone. Female officer gave me a warning and said I have an excellent driving record...let's keep it that way. My wallet was in the back of the truck, right next to the cooler full of beer (pretty empty, but lots of dead ones) from the day at the racetrack. Yes, good to be lucky, admit guilt and also apologize for the brief moment of loss of control.