87 in a 70.
Sure, Han Solo can do the Kessel Run in 12 parsecs, but you go a measly 17 miles over the speed limit and you get fined $140 !!!
Still, 87 mph is fast. Even on a turnpike. Even a mostly empty one (at the time).
I'll set it up a bit: 5-6 miles of one lane traffic. Everyone BUT the truck in front of me was going the posted, but slower, 55 mph. Due to said truck, we were doing 40.
So when the construction ended, Blobby opened up that throttle and took off.
710 uses Waze and I'd say 95% of the time, the other Wazers have notified us of police who are near. Not so this time.
G-d love him, the patrol guy probably heard my expletive even with my windows up. He had to see the brake lights. And he started to even pull out before I passed him. THAT is how fast I was going.
I knew it was going to happen. 710 knew it was going to happen. State Trooper Brigham definitely knew it was going to happen.
He was very kind and courteous. While I wouldn't say he gave me an out, he gave me an opportunity to give an excuse why I was going so fast.
I suppose I could have said I had to poop, but I had just passed a rest area. I just copped to say: "I wasn't really paying attention". He ran what he needed to and came back with my ticket and fine.
That all said, it wasn't great, but it wasn't bad. My last ticket, 39 in a 35, cost me $10 more than what I was paying here. If you break it down by mph over the limit, I got quite the bargain.
All of this did not put a damper on our weekend in Chicago. But 710 drove the last hour of our trip.
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