A perfect unblemished traffic record. That's what I (Ben)had until yesterday. I turn 30 in a couple of months and I've never gotten a traffic ticket. We were helping Rhonda move into her new apartment. I didn't know where I was going so I was following Chris who was following Todd and Rush was following me. We made a U-turn at an intersection where it just so happened that there was a motorcycle cop.
He pulled all of us over plus one other car. I was a bit nervous because I didn't have the registration to our van with me. I had left it in my folder at home. Well, he walked down the line of cars stopping and saying, "licensia!" Thankfully, he never asked for our car registration. He came back a few minutes later and handed me my license with a big yellow boleta (ticket). No discussion, no plead of ignorance, no blame shifting to the people in front of me. Just like that, my perfect record now has a blemish.
4 comments:
you poor thing....booo hooo
Welcome to Puerto Rico! Just kidding. Thank goodness that our record is clean in Christ! Miss you guys and love you!
Joy
ok, so tell lydi to check out her sweetheart in uniform
Miss you guys and ben you know I had to give you a hard time.
awww! poor Nikki! Perhaps it won't follow you to your next country...
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