Same song, different verse.....

Last night, after visiting my Mom at the nursing home, I headed home in my Mustang. I hadn't driven it for a while and had forgotten how much I love to drive it. I was careful to stay under 45 until I could see the 55 sign and then I ran through the gears; by the time I hit 5th I was doing 60 and still counting as I headed for Mayberry. I was enjoying the ride when I noticed very bright headlights coming up fast from behind. I started slowing down and as the car followed me I looked down to see how fast I was going. The flashing lights came on and I pulled over. When the officer came up to the window I said "was I having too much fun"? He said yup, "you were doing 68." I said oh! and he asked how fast I thought I was going. I said 60 because that was what I was doing when he turned his flashing lights on. He said he needed my license, registration and insurance. I said I have my license but not the other things; it's an ID theft issue. He said I was required to carry them. I said "well, I don't have them with me". So, he took my license and said he would be right back. When he came back, he said I know I clocked you at 68 and I just had the radar checked so I know I'm right. I said well, on one hand I don't want a ticket, but on the other if my speedo is off - good to know. He just laughed, gave me back my license and said slow down and drive carefully and with that I was on my way.