Close encounters of the speeding kind...

It has been a LONG time since I have had an encounter of the speeding or law enforcement kind. I mean there was that time when I was 16 and I ran three stop signs in a row and the village cop stopped me and fined me for one and then immediately found my dad and told him I had run THREE. And then there was the time that I got three speeding tickets in one month (there is a story here but neither you nor I have time for that tonight). There was the time that I got stopped for speeding and received a lecture about having out of state plates long after I was a state resident and the threat that I was going to be "watched" to make sure I rectified the situation. Of course there was that interesting experience when I backed into some guy in the Best Buy parking lot and the cop came and made me sit behind that cage thing and let the guy sit in the front and then said "we should keep all women behind this cage" and then there was the time I had a burnt out headlight and got pulled over and the cop first wanted to know my name, which High School I graduated from, and then gave me complete instructions on how to change a burned out headlight to which I replied "you know my dad will do it next time I see him". But really all this stuff happened before I became a married woman and a responsible parent. But today, today I thought my streak was over. I had Alex in the van and we were coming back from day camp. I wasn't even paying any attention - and then I saw it - that black & white cruiser looming towards me. I looked at my speedometer and I was going FIFTY and it was a 35 zone (maybe even 30). My heart started pumping, I slowly eased off the gas and PRAYED. And you know what? That cop didn't even give me a glance - heck he didn't even slow down. See, I told you that going back to church deal was a good thing!