Traffic violation, yikes! That is the last thing I want to deal with these days. It’s 8:30am, you’re cruising to your job, and the day is operating smoothly. Traffic is moving along as it commonly does and you get stopped. Highway Patrol says you were in violation of some stupid penal code; you discretely roll your eyes imagining he is a jerk with nothing better to do, and how can I convince him to let me go?

You hesitantly show him your license, registration and insurance. He meanders back to his vehicle, does something, moseys on back and cites you a speeding ticket. As a single mom, it is definitely not something I need because I have been there before and it costs a fortune. I got my children stressing me out, a meeting to get to and a credit card bill that I just remembered I forgot to pay.

So I negotiate with the cop, “Hey buddy old pal, is there any chance you can just give me a warning instead?” He looks at me as if he is empathetic with my suffering; but without concern he issues me a speeding ticket anyway. Then I make my way back on the street hoping I don’t incidentally hose up again adding on more traffic tickets.

How do I get stopped in a minivan? I know it is pretty sorry looking but golly, is it really that bad! It is not as though I was driving like a bunny on crack or endangering anyone on the road. I just happened to cross a ticket tyrant and I cannot afford it.

As if slipping up on my credit card payment wasn’t enough, adding speeding fines to my ever growing mountain of debt was the straw that broke the camels back that forced me to uncover a way of getting out of it. The only question was which was the best way to beat speeding ticket? So I went to the bibliotheca to find some information. In this day and age I figured there had to be an out in the mechanics somewhere.

So I am poking through some book that guarantees you will find ways to beat traffic tickets when I notice that this book was made for traffic violations issued in the state of North Carolina. Really, to top that off the law publications weren’t any help either because they are written in some weird English Dialect that I couldn’t understand a damn word of. Now I concluded it was time to call it quits because the search seemed to come to no avail.

Practically balling my eyes out, some mysterious guy tells me to try this publication that he found on the web because it was useful to him. So I reckon might as well. I could feel something I hadn’t felt in years as I came upon the site because it had everything I needed.

What I failed to recognize at the time I was stopped is how relevant a laser or radar gun becomes as proof. It sucked that I still had to pay some of the fine but at least it saved me some money.

Don’t pull too far ahead now pal, the next time I was stopped I whipped out my ticket book data base and it did work. I didn’t even have to appear in court! Muhahahaha…Those thieving bastards should think twice before stopping this mom. They can stop me till they retire for all I care but it is just a waste of my time which, by the way, still annoys the crap out me off.