Texas speeding
Early in the new millennium, I was in the process of relocating from Ohio to Texas. On one of my transition trips, I was cruising down a Texas highway when suddenly there were flashing lights in my rearview. I glanced at my speedometer and noticed that my speed had somehow drifted up to about 90 mph! Unfortunately, this was in excess of even Texas’ most generous speed limits. I was caught red-handed, or is it lead-footed?
Anyway, after we pulled over, the officer walked up to my window and asked for my license and registration. After looking over my documents, and seeing that I was from Ohio, he asked what brought me to Texas. I told him I was in the process of relocating to a new career in Texas.
Out of the blue, he asked me, “When did Texas achieve its independence from Mexico?”
I quickly answered, “1836, sir.”
He was pleased with my correct answer and said, “Okay, you can go. Just be careful out there."
And that was it! I got away with just a warning! But it taught me a valuable lesson. No, not the one about obeying speed limits. I continued to violate those. No, the lesson was, “Know your local history.”
- John L.