Even though the ground was wet this morning I decided to take the spotless Cayman to the market. It's a ride I've been taking with my Porsches for the last 20 years. It's a good drive - a combination of hard curves and country roads, a nice sweeping entry ramp, and a great chicane. So with Brewster, my Jack Russell as copilot, we headed out and had our driving fun before the final approach - a 40mph, well traveled road that I knew was watched on a regular basis by old smokey.
I saw the grey & white crown vic parked perrpendicular to the road a good 100 yards away. I was at the speed limit and he wasn't broadcasting a
radar signal. I passed his position and thought nothing of it. Two minutes later blue lights filled my rear view mirror. He was after me.
Brewster sat patiently as I produced my license and registration. The officer was gone for 5 minutes while he ran my numbers. I hadn't had a violation stick in over 20 years. My record was clean. He returned and told me the reason for the stop was because I was missing my front license plate -- asked if I had one. I said yes and he politely said that I needed to put it on the car. I agreed.
"Does this replace the 911?" was his next question. Ah, a Porsche enthusiast! I told him it didn't and went on to give him a mini education on the Cayman - he seemed impressed.
He handed me back my paperwork and bid me good day. I smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.
The down side of the story is now I have to mount that ffffing plate.
Hope all of you have the same luck if (when) you get stopped.