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Gemtun
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During summer of 1992, I was driving back to California via Oregon from Washington, DC after a summer internship in Maryland.
Having made so many cross-country trips prior to that, I was utterly bored and decided to test the cops by going 100 MPH.
I made it all the way to North Dakota before finally caught by a cop. I was given a ticket for nearly 200.00.
Next day, I decided that my odds were low that I would get caught again. Boy, was I wrong. I got a ticket while crossing Montana. Ticket was nearly 200.00.
A week later, I was driving back to Los Angeles from Oregon. I was going 75 in 55 MPH and got a ticket for almost 250.00.
I was totally an idiot - needless to say, I never got speeding tickets again.
Having made so many cross-country trips prior to that, I was utterly bored and decided to test the cops by going 100 MPH.
I made it all the way to North Dakota before finally caught by a cop. I was given a ticket for nearly 200.00.
Next day, I decided that my odds were low that I would get caught again. Boy, was I wrong. I got a ticket while crossing Montana. Ticket was nearly 200.00.
A week later, I was driving back to Los Angeles from Oregon. I was going 75 in 55 MPH and got a ticket for almost 250.00.
I was totally an idiot - needless to say, I never got speeding tickets again.