Whatchya gonna do?

Today on our way to church i was telling my mom how i almost got hit on my way home :). I told her that i was going 90 (in a 70 mph zone) and after i said that she butted in "First of all don't ever tell me that again, and secondly don't ever go that fast again." I just kind of laughed, and then finished my story. But like any good mother she was concerned. She then proceeded to tell me after my story that the police are cracking down and that i better not get pulled over. And after her little lecture i hear a little noise behind me, i looked back and saw the flashing lights. My step-dad looked back and started to pull over then realized that the cop was pulling him over. The cop came up to the car and said "I need to see your registration and license" the phrase that they always have to say. My step-dad right away came up with an excuse, that was true that we were going to be late for church and he's the pastor (like every Sunday we walk in late). But then he realized that he knew my step-dad and they started talking about how the cop played basketball with one of my step- brothers so needless to say the cop let him go with the phrase "Alright be safe and have a good day." I was sitting in the back wishing i had the power for a cop not to give me a ticket. But like every time he gets pulled over he always seems to get out of it. I guess he should've listened to my mom's lecture she gave to me :)