I speed when I drive. There, I've admitted it. When you own BMWs for 30-odd years, you drive performance vehicles for a reason. And I take advantage of their performance. The only time I DON'T speed is when I get stuck behind some doofus GOING the speed limit.
Back in 1979, when I first got my little 320, I quickly racked up a few tickets. So I got savvy. It wasn't until 35 years of speeding later that I got my next one. As ever, it was bogus - I go as fast as the road situation permits. "Speed limits" are for your average driver with kids in a minivan. I'm very careful: pedestrians? Don't speed. Empty stretch of road? Anything goes. On a deserted winding mountain park road that claims a 25mph speed limit? I was over 45 and not about to let up.
I'll let slide that they've apparently given park police cars - in my day, they were on horseback and were no match for a car zipping by. But I'll have to accept this nod to the times.
Today's story is not about that, though - it's about paying the ticket online. While it's nice to see that the county government lets you do it online these days, it is beyond comprehension that their web site is only open during certain hours of the day. WTF!?
You gotta give it to government - with every step forward, they manage to stumble.
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