Sometimes humor is helpful in senior years (sometimes not).

I’ve been stopped about speeding only two times in my life.
Notice I said about speeding, not for speeding.
One time I was driving my 80cc Yamaha motorcycle on a rough street.
I was stopped for driving too slow—no ticket, no problem.

The other time was a during a sincere effort for a second honeymoon after some very rough years.
We were involved in meaningful conversation, and I didn’t realize I had slowed down, and that got the attention of an officer.
He had me get out of the car, perhaps to check if I was under the influence.
He pointed out that I was driving too slow, and wondered why.
I told him the truth.
He had to verify this with my wife in the car, separately.
When her answer matched mine, the officer was amazed by our story, and engaged in a few minutes of warm conversation.
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A couple positive notes about driving, from my personal experience:
+ In 59+ years of driving, I never had a ticket for a moving violation.
That may have something to do with growing up on the farm, and driving as soon as I could reach the pedals—and driving the tractor slowly for loading hay before I could reach the pedals.
+ The second is such an amazing blessing, holding true for nearly four decades now—there never was a time when I was a passenger with any of my four children driving, that I felt uncomfortable with their driving.
That calls for a humble shout of PRAISE THE LORD ! ! !