The road to a license suspension…
It was Friday, October 4th, 2002. I was northbound on the PA Turnpike’s North East extension in my 350Z. Josh (Trailboss), my navigator, had inexplicably arrived almost two hours early at the Greyhound station that I was picking him up from. I was late. I was also becoming increasing pissed off at the white Hyundai Elantra on my ass at 85mph. The signs said the toll both was approaching in one half mile. I downshifted into fifth gear. I was rounding a beautiful bend at 115mph when the Valentine1 got real loud, real fast. I clutched and nailed the brakes. I pulled over before the cop even turned on his lights. I waited. The trooped informed me that he clocked me at 98mph in a 55mph zone. I breathed a sigh of relief. He noted on my ticket that a radar detector was mounted. I signed the summons and handed it back to the trooper as he sent me on my way. I called Josh on my cell to explain to him that I was running a little later. He expressed his sympathy for the ticket. I kept on speeding. I picked up Josh at the station and we tried to find Dinosaur BBQ in Rochester, NY. We never found it and decided to check in to the Hampton Inn and get some rest. The rally was Saturday. We finished first in the amateur class or last in the intermediate class at the Monte Carlo style rally.
My hearing was in November in Luzerne County. I got railroaded. GUILTY.
Another few months go by and I have a departmental hearing. I find out my license is being suspended for fifteen days and got five points awarded to my license. My insurance went up marginally. Life goes on.