BUT..i got 2 “warning” tickets…one in dc..
in the bus lane, on my cell, no seatbelt …. i know they shoulda thrown me in a cell with Paris….
the other was in VA…
45 in a 25.. thru the village of upperville…
BUT i was racing a thunderstorm home…
i had left a large antique wardrobe closet outside (dont ask..long story bout some neighbor kids and Narnia)...lucky for me the police man was an antique lover…. and let me get on my way…
i made it…. grannys wardrobe was saved…
and no OFFICIAL tickets!!
xoxo
