Fate winks and shows her ample cleavage to CanuckAmok...

[CanuckAmok]

I had a really bad day on Saturday, beginning at 2:20am when some nitwit, no doubt hepped up on a (hopefully lethal) mixture of halloween candy and cheap alcohol, pulled the fire alarm at my hotel. Since I had to get up at 5:00am anyway, I found I was too anxious to go back to sleep.

Cut to several hours later after a hectic day at work, and my weekly drive home through the twisty, slippery Malahat Pass on Vancouver Island. after negociating the more challenging sections of the pass, the Northern Slope is basiacally straight and mildly graded, rated at 90KM/H, and it's a good place to make some time after crawking through the hairpins.

UNLESS...

It's being patrolled by sneaky RCMP constables, as was the case on Saturday. just as I passed a particular junction coasting at about 115KM/H (which is generally the flow speed in the area), I caught out of the corner of my eye, a flash of reflective tape as seen on a well-camoflauged police cruiser. Moments later, the darkness was piereced by the multicoloured takedown lights. I'd been clocked, and I was being taken down. The cop car peeled out of his hiding spot and pulled up behind me. I was already slowing and signalling to pull over, because I kew he wanted me. I sat in the darkness, with the blue and red lights reflected off my mirrors into my eyes, while the constable ran my plates. I was calculating the cost of the ticket (we have a graduated system here, and I fugured the ticket would have been about $170), as the door to the cruiser opened. Moments later, a white pickup truck blew past us doing about 180KM/H, and the Mountie slammed his door and stepped on it, spreading a rooster-tail of water and gravel all over my truck as he entered pursuit of the pickup.

So I sat. What does one do? Does one wait for the cop, and the big fine, to come back, or does one do a shoulder check, signal properly, and cautiosly enter the flow of traffic? After a minute or so, I decided to try the latter, and just arounnd the bend, was the cruiser and the pickup, with the constable writing a ticket for the other driver. I decided to coast past them, just in case the Mountie wanted me to pull over for my own justly-deserved reward, but no. After cautiosly passing the parked vehicles, I regained highway speed (although exactly 90KM/H!), and was finally on my merry way home.

Yay! A ray of sunshine.

Or, perhaps it was my DU bumpersticker which got me off the hook?

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[Maple]

1. Life can be

good eh? :D

[TrogL]

2. Your ticket's in the mail

The first thing he would have written down would have been your plate number.

[Az]

3. Plate doesn't confirm driver

Could have been anyone driving that truck. Can't peg it to you so they can't issue you the ticket.

[THUNDER HANDS]

4. darn

I was really hoping this would be a story about cleavage.

Once again, Magic Rat is shot down.

:(

[7th_Sephiroth]

5. we need a clevage thread

NOW!!!!

[HEyHEY]

6. Dn't be suprised if CSIS comes knocking!

Forthe DU sticker that is. ;-