A fellow bought a new (red) Peugeot and he was out on his 607 for a nice
late evening drive. He opened the sunroof, the breeze was blowing through what
was left of his hair and he decided to open her up. As the needle jumped up
to 85 mph, he suddenly saw flashing red and blue lights behind him.
"There's no way they can catch this Peugeot," he thought to himself and
lit the afterburners! The needle hit 90, 100...120...
Then the reality of the situation hit him. "What the hell am I doing?" he
thought and pulled over. The cop came up to him, took his license without a word
and examined it and the car.
"It's been a long day, this is the end of my shift and it's Friday the
13th. I really don't feel like more paperwork, so if you can give me an
excuse for your driving that I haven't heard before, I might let you go."
The guy thinks for a second and says, "Last week my wife ran off with a
cop. I was afraid you were trying to give her back!"
"Have a nice weekend," said the officer.
P.S. This is fiction, but maybe, one day not in the not too distant future,