An older couple was cruising down the highway, enjoying their retirement freedom — windows down, classic country playing, and just a tiny bit too much speed.
The wife was behind the wheel, confident and chatty. The husband was riding shotgun, alternating between giving directions and dozing off.
Suddenly, red and blue lights flashed in the mirror.
“Uh-oh,” she muttered, easing the car to the shoulder.
The officer approached. “Ma’am, do you know how fast you were going?”
