[mustangman65_79]

Sometime during the summer of 1984, along Pacific Coast Highway, near Point Mugu Rock, early morning hours:

After being pulled over by a CHP:

Officer: Good morning. May I please see your license and registration?

Me: Sure Officer. Would you hold my beer for a minute?

That led to my second drunk driving arrest. In those days, I received enough tickets to wallpaper a small bathroom. I deserved most of them, but I didn't think so then. I haven't received a traffic ticket for 5 or 6 years now. The difference? I grew up. At least a little bit.

While I know there were at least one or two cops that intentionally had it out for me, there were dozens more who probably saved my life.

Take care,

your too funny chris