He took off down the road, flooring it to 80 mph and enjoying the
wind blowing through what little hair he had left on his head.

"This is great," he thought as he roared down I-95. He pushed
the pedal to the metal even more. Then he looked in his rear view
mirror
and saw a highway patrol trooper behind him, blue lights flashing
and siren blaring.

"I can get away from him with no problem" thought the man and he
tromped it some more and flew down the road at over 100 mph.

Then 110, 120 mph. Then he thought, "What am I doing? I'm too
old for this kind of thing." He pulled over to the side of the road and
waited for the trooper to catch up with him. The trooper pulled in
behind the Mercedes and walked up to the man.  "Sir,"  he said,
looking at his watch. "My shift ends in 30 minutes and today is
Friday. If you can give me a reason why you were speeding that I've
never heard before, I'll let you go."

The man looked at the trooper and said, "Several years ago my
wife ran off with a Florida State trooper, and I thought you were
bringing her back." The trooper replied, "Sir, have a nice day."