Several years ago I was happily speeding through Kentucky in my new car. I wasn’t worried about getting a ticket because I had a radar detector. As I topped the hill I saw a policeman with a radar gun. He gave me a ticket. I complained bitterly that my radar detector did not go off. He said that I didn’t have the latest and he did. (He said that with a wry smile).
I learned a valuable lesson from that experience. I was in an electronics shop the next day. “Give me the best radar detector known to man. Money is no object.” He obliged with a state of the art laser/radar detecting marvel. The salesperson told me proudly that his company made the same detectors that the police used, and it was sure to warn me of any electronic detection devices.
“NOW,” I said, “I’m ready.”
The very next day I was coming home from Athens Georgia with my new detector detecting. I topped the hill doing about 95 and my detector went off. The problem was, so did the police car’s radar unit (who was driving down the opposite side of the road with his detector turned on).
Yep I got Another ticket and this time he kept my license.
I learned a valuable lesson from that experience. You don’t top hills in the fast lane speeding. You need to take stealth maneuvers such as slowing down before you top the hill and stay in the slow lane where possible, as this lane doesn’t get scanned as frequently.
A few days later I was in Alabama heading toward Mobile. I filled up with gas and the gas station attendant was rude to my wife. I was in a foul mood because of that incident, which made me speed even more than normal. I got on the expressway with a vengeance. There were no hills, no cops in sight, my state of the art detector was not chirping, and the pedal was to the medal. All of a sudden my detector started chirping. I slowed down but saw nothing ahead of me.
That is because he was behind me.
“Could you please step out of the car and follow me”, the trooper said.
“Sure”, I said.
“What is your hurry?” he snarled.
“Oh no hurry”, I innocently said.
He said, “You passed ME!”
“I did?” I sheepishly responded.
“Yeah and you were doing over 100, I practically couldn’t catch up with you”, he fumed.
I pointed to the radar detector that was locked in at 89 and before I could argue the point, he said that he’d been chasing me for a while and he knew that my fancy detector had gone off to warn me to slow down and I’d slowed down, and besides it didn’t matter, he could still ticket me for going faster.
Uh oh – I was beginning to think that he might lock me up, but he mellowed somewhat as I explained that I was thinking about the incident at the gas station and didn’t pay attention to the speedometer.
That “almost” worked, but then he remembered and mentioned the fancy radar detector I had stuck on my window. If I wasn’t a professional speeder, why did I need a radar detector? It should have been obvious because I had to give him a speeding ticket for my license. The state of Georgia was keeping mine until my fine was paid.
Bottom line: I eluded jail but got the ticket for doing 89.
I learned a valuable lesson from that experience. I had received three tickets in three weeks. I was well over the speed limit with all of them and it cost several hundred dollars to pay them. My insurance was sure to go up and worst of all my assistant had called in and told me that I’d received a letter stating that if I received one more ticket I would have to go to “dumb” drivers school.
I asked myself, “What’s next, wearing an orange vest and picking up trash alongside the road for community service?” The lesson I finally learned was to quit speeding. I gave my fancy radar detector away and slowed down.
That occurred some time ago. So when those points finally dropped off my driving record, what did I do?
I began speeding again silly.
One day I was driving along with my wife in the car and she suddenly jerked her arm violently. I asked if she’d fallen asleep, and she replied, “No, I’m scared. You’re driving this thing over a 100 miles an hour weaving in and out of traffic.”
“This ‘thing’ is a Porsche and that is what Porsches are for”, I smirked. She looked at me like she thought I was an idiot. Then it hit me. “I am an idiot; I haven’t learned anything,”.
Believe it or not, I did not slow down.
I don’t know why I’m so stubborn; there are consequences for my poor behavior, none of which I want. Tickets, high insurance, dumb driver’s school, picking up trash on the side of the road and God forbid an accident to name a few.
Is this human nature? I don’t think so; I think that it is just plain old rebellion. I have always had a rebellious streak in me.
I learned a valuable lesson from that experience. The next time I’m tempted, to do something stubborn-stupid, I’m going to remember this incident and find a way to resist the temptation.
No temptation has overtaken you that is not common to man. God is faithful, and he will not let you be tempted beyond your ability, but with the temptation he will also provide the way of escape, that you may be able to endure it.
Have a great weekend and go to church this Sunday!