Speedy

Shea and I were running along today at an amazing clip. The last few days, while out and about, I have seen a number of police officers, mostly multiple ones at once. That is never good news.

Today, I saw another, all by his lonesome. I noticed him across a busy road. A busy road that Shea and I needed to cross. Misjudging which intersection I was at, I thought it would be safe to cross as I mistook the one I was actually at for a four-way stop. As I stepped off of the sidewalk, it suddenly hit me where I was, as the car approaching was not really slowing down. I screeched to a stop, pulling Shea back, and waiting our turn.

Once we were able to run across safely, I got a better look at this police officer. He wasn't as interesting as the previous one's I had seen, as he was simply trying to catch speeders. It was blatantly obvious as he was hanging out the window with his radar gun.

The only thing sketchy about this was that there were no cars in sight at the time. The gun was pointed directly at me. So, I asked that nice officer how fast I was going. 

Since I was going so fast, he said, he was unable to clock me in!