Aquarium Visit + Police Encounter

Yesterday we drove out to the Monterey Aquarium (you know, the one that's in Star Trek IV and was all over Popular Mechanics when they built their massive tanks). The drive was really beautiful and the aquarium was very well done. Nefarious had a great time running around looking at everything also. The more time I spend here the more I wrack my brain trying to figure out a way to legalize it. I have come up with a few things that could work but I'll need your help (more later)…

[More pictures were taken; watch for a post on Fishing Fury later I think]

Seriously, I love living in Mexico, but there's more to my life than just me. My needs are pretty simple. As long as I'm left alone and have a high speed internet connection, as long as there's stars over my head and water nearby I'm pretty content. But I know that Rachel needs more, and I know that Nefarious would do well with more… So I have to figure that out somehow. Anyway…

On the way back from the aquarium I was following Jen home. She drives a Range Rover and I was in some rental minivan and there's quite a performance difference so I had to have it floored pretty much the whole time to keep up. That said, it's not as if we were speeding or driving recklessly, so I was pretty surprised when I saw police cherries light up behind me in the slow lane. I pulled over with no idea why.

The officer came up to the window and said, “you were following that car pretty close.”

“I know, I'm from Canada and I'm staying with them, so I was following them home.”

He asks me, “do you know what the three-second rule is?”

(For those of you who don't, it means that the time it takes you to get to where the car in front of you is should take three seconds or more, in order to ensure you have enough time to brake if they do.)

“Well, we have a two-second rule in Canada, is it the same as that?”

(Oh crap, I probably shouldn't have said that!)

“Yes, but you were following a half second behind that BMW…”

Um… OK, it was a Range Rover, but anyway…

To my surprise, instead of issuing a ticket or lecturing me, he just says, “now you'd better hurry to catch up to your friends!” and sends me on my way. “But don't speed,” he adds as he walks back to his police car. I guess cops are pretty nice in Monterey. I like my encounters with the police. Here's a few others that I've posted here:

  • Getting nailed doing 200 in Rachel's Porsche
  • Pulled over by small town cops in my racing Porsche
  • Bribing the police in Mexico
  • Outrunning the police by using a truck convoy as cover
  • Audi TT vs. Audi TT racing
  • Lame low-speed chase in the Vette

I have a whole bunch of other encounters that I couldn't find in my IAM archives that I'll write about when I get a chance… My monster truck has been in a few funny crashes (I ran over an old dude in a white Lincoln Town Car once), and I guess because it was my particularly reckless period, I got nailed for passing a guy in a ditch at 200 in my TT once, and then for racing through oncoming traffic past a police car. Someone remind me again how I'm not dead or in prison yet?

Wow Shannon, that's really annoying! What is it, 1997 on Geocities? Retroweb is NOT cool!

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