In a message dated 3/26/02 3:18:10 AM, redhotlava@HAWAII.RR.COM writes:

<< I once had a 76 loaf up to 100 and my current syncro westy to 93. >>

93.  That number has much personal significance in this discussion.  While I
see 90 on the van's speedometer with some regularity, 93 was the number a PA
state cop wrote on the ticket he handed me at the bottom of Town Hill on
I-270 south of Breezewood, Pa in February of 2000.  Even after groveling
before him like I was taught, he wrote me up for the full bill as rung up on
his radar gun.

I had another opportunity to refine my groveling when I requested a hearing
with the hope of at least coming away with fewer points.  A retired PA statie
coached me in proper groveling, but, sad to say, he did not prepare me for an
appearance before Judge Judy's ugly stepsister.  Unfazed by my licking of her
stiletto-heeled, thigh-high, goatskin boots, she went on to give me the least
satisfying tongue lashing of my life right before she passed judgment.  I had
wasted a day in my futile pursuit of Justice, but at least it was good for
her.

Rich