first run in with the fuzz
This past weekend i went out for a drive out to saguaro lake. After my girlfriend and I had a picnic we got back on the road. I was cruising along and I noticed a sheriff in my rear view. He was right on my tail then hed back off then he was on my tail again and hed back off. After a few min i decided to take the next turn off to get him off my butt. So I pulled off and he followed me. As soon as i pulled into a parking space he was out of his truck and at my window " you got a speedometer in that thing" he asked. " No sir its next on my list of things to do" I replied. So he tells me "I clocked you doing 55 in a 30 going down that last hill. " I apologized and he tells me to get it fixed or keep it off the road, then he was gone. Just like that i had my first run in with the fuzz in my 1940. It could have been much worse but thankfully it wasn't