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I Can’t Drive 75

May 24th, 2008 · No Comments

I’m at my friend Stephanie’s house for the weekend. On my way here I got my first speeding ticket. Boo! My dad recently told me that during the gas crisis of the 70s they made it a law that no one could drive over 55. That would kill me. I’d double check to see if it really was a law, but I’m too lazy and my pirated internet connection is a bit wonky. It wouldn’t be the first time my dad pulled one over on me…

When we were kids my parents went to Carmel once a year for a kid-free weekend. They told us it was illegal for children to be in Carmel – NO KIDS ALLOWED! Which I always thought was strange because there was a super neat toy store there and my folks always brought goodies home (my beloved Bobby Bear!). I met a girl at church camp when I was fourteen-years-old who was from Carmel.I barely caught myself from asking her how she could possibly live in Carmel with their strict no kids allowed law.

I liked to spend time with my dad. When he worked Saturdays I would tag along and spend the day driving around with him. One day, when music became very important in my life, I was begging to listen to the Rick Dees Top 40 Countdown. My dad told me that I could listen to my radio station when his show went to commercial. It took quite awhile before I realized that we were listening to commercial free radio. I was quite pissed at the time but we still laugh about it.

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  • The Grunt

    I can tell that your dad has a great sense of humor based on the deceptions that he subjected you to as a child. That sounded awful, but I meant it in a good way.

  • lostinutah

    Too funny.

    Being (I think) around 10 years older than you, I can attest that indeed such a horrendous law existed. It took bloody forever to get anywhere – people in the East came up with that one, I can tell you. If you’ve ever driven through Nevada, you’d say the speed limit should be 90.

    I didn’t think the Utah Highway Patrol gave speeding tickets? You sure don’t see anyone drive slow in SLC!

  • Noelle

    It’s true, driving 55 saves an enormous amount of gas compared to driving 65. Also, I remember when the speed limit was raised to 65. It was sometime shortly before I got my license, in the early 90’s.

    Before that, the official speed limit was 55, although you could find nary a person who followed it. I remember people joking that they were going to “lower the speed limit to 65 in New Jersey.” I just don’t remember when it happened, but sometime in my lifetime (aka after 1978).

  • sarah

    Conor drives 55 to conserve fuel. It drives me freakin’ batty. I’m a speeder. Stupid environmental responsibility. Bah.

  • Ben

    I had a friend who believed into his twenties that children weren’t allowed in Jamaica, because as a child his dad would go on business trips there and tell him the same thing your dad did. Funny stuff.

    I drive ~59 at just about all times. I am patient and have no urge to die, though I may be bludgeoned to death some day by a road-raged speeder.

  • Crystal

    dude, when i turned 16 (in 1995) they had just dropped the speed limit back down to 55 and i got my first ticket exactly a week after i got my driver’s license. i was doing 85. the cop said, “i’m going to be nice and put 75 on the ticket”. yeah, thanks asshole. woulda been a lot nicer if he didn’t give me a ticket at all. thank God they picked it back up. my tickets are a lot less expensive now.

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