The Writer’s Workshop

My friend and I had just picked up a helium tank for balloons and it was in the back of my station wagon. It was for a carnival for MDA. Also, in the back were bags of empty pop cans we were going to use in a game. Naturally, I had to go really slow to keep from getting all the cans squashed by the moving tank. We were in downtown Denver, and we came upon a school zone and even if the light is not flashing in Denver. you are to go 20 miles an hour and of course we knew that. We were watching the speed on my car to make sure that we were not going above 20 miles an hour. I saw a police car over to the left parked and I glanced down to make sure I was still under 20 mph and I was. The minute I passed him, he threw on a siren and light and pulled us over. Needless to say he had a very bad attitude—he would not believe my story about the tank and the cans and then he showed me his speed gun and said I was going 40 mph. That was a lie. It was disgusting and I ended up going to court to fight that. I won.

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