I got pulled over a few years ago near an unfamilar town, on a back road, while driving my Dakota that had a non functioning speedo. I told the cop that I was trying to judge my speed by the tach and I had thought I was going about 55. His response "Not bad, I clocked you right at 55...unfortunately the speed limit is only 45 through there." Ooops.
Fortunately my ever happy, friendly, slightly retarded, chocolate lab was riding with me. It seems the cop once had a chocolate lab that he loved as a kid. He let me go with a warning after patting her head a few times and spending 5 minutes dicussing the great aspects of chocolate Lab-ness with me. That's the only time I've been pulled over for speeding that I didn't get a ticket. Now, I always take my dog when I go speeding...err.. I..um...mean, I never drive faster than the speed limit anymore.
