Yesterday, I headed up North to Rocklin (near Sacramento) to visit a customer who was having some issues with an airbag setup we installed. Usually, I won’t drive this far and will make my customer bring it to me, but I thought I would be nice this time. I wake up at 5:30 and am out on the road by 6:30am. Everything is going good and I am making good time. Then around 9:00am somewhere in the middle of nowhere in Kings County on Hwy 46, I see a CHP coming towards me in the distance, so I slow it down. As he passes, I see his brake lights and he whips it around. I knew I was busted and immediately pulled over to the side. He gives me a ticket for 80 in a 55. There goes my day, but I continue on and try to make the best of it.

I get to Rocklin around 12:45 and start working on the Charger. I was hoping it was a simple fix, maybe a fitting got loose. But it turns out there is a hole in the airbag and I don’t have any spares. I take off the other airbag and the tire is rubbing it to the point where the cords are showing. So now I have to get 2 new airbags out of my pocket and drive back up there next weekend.

I grab a quick bite at In&Out and leave Rocklin around 3pm. I am watching my speed, just going with the flow of traffic and never leading. Everything is good until around 7:30pm right around San Luis Obispo on the 101. It was right at the grade where it goes downhill. I am in the fast lane with 2 other cars in front of me who are going the same speed I am. I see the CHP on the side of the road and brake a little, because we were going downhill. I look in my rearview and see the fucker turn on his headlights. I knew the asshole was coming after me, so I start to make my way over to the slow lane, hoping that he is going after one of the 2 other cars. Sure enough he lights me up. First thing I asked him was why he pulled me over instead of one of the 2 other vehicles in front of me who were going the same speed. His response, “because your car stands out and I like these cars”. He was being cool and I thought he might let me off, but he tells me he is giving me a ticket. He said I was going 81 in a 65, but would write the ticket up as 80 in a 65 so I can take traffic school. Then he start to BS with me about cars which was hard for me to do since the pig just gave me a ticket.

ARGHHHHH. . . why me. . . Now I have to find out how I am going to pay for these, waste 8 hours in traffic school and my insurance is going to go up.