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Here's the thing: If you are, say, a cop, and you pull me over during rush hour and tell me that I was doing 'about 90!' while you were behind me, you had better be darn sure that you are right (which you were not, because I was very deliberately doing 73), or your name had better not be Officer Lemon.

In other news, I didn't get a speeding ticket this morning. I didn't even get a written warning. I think the cop who pulled me over wished he had just let me go on doing 73 so I could get around the stupid annoying bad driving guy in front of me, because it wasn't fun for either of us. Except for how it was fun for me. :) Officer Lemon!