Bad boys, bad boys! What'cha gonna do?

I haven't been pulled over for a good long time. The last time was a dozen years or so ago. I had a headlight and a taillight out on the same side of my car. The policeman gave me a "fix it" ticket.

Well, today, I got pulled over again. This time, it was for speeding. I was doing 36 miles per hour in a 25 mile per hour zone. But I didn't get a ticket. I got off on a technicality.

I was riding my bicycle at the time.

The poor officer couldn't get his computer system to print a ticket. You see, in order to issue a moving violation, he had to enter a vehicle license number unless he was also issuing a ticket for an unlicensed vehicle. My bike had no license number. Since no license is required, he couldn't ticket me for having an unlicensed vehicle. He called it in and they told him to let me off with a warning.

Dutifully, he lectured me about going too fast and told me that by next time, he will have figured out what to do and then I'll get a ticket.

I think he said a lot of other things, but I was too busy thinking "Cool! I was going 36 miles per hour!"

Good thing he took the time to deal with me, a true menace to society!