I don’t know if this counts, as it’s more of a good luck event, but I was out running errands today, and I noticed a cop at the next intersection. I looked at my speedometer. It reads 65; the speed limit is 35. I hit my brakes and I was down to 35 by the time I entered the intersection (light was green for my direction). I hardly think the cop didn’t notice, but s/he must have been busy because I didn’t get pulled over. Thanks, universe.
I have been trying to control my speeding, but it’s hard because I have a car that feels like it wants to go fast. I also have overly quick reflexes (I think) because I get a lot of feedback to that effect. Which makes it hard for me to go the speed limit; I get so bored that I start to fall asleep at the wheel.
I could at least try to keep it less than 10 over, and I do. I just forget sometimes. FWIW, it was early Sunday morning and the traffic was about as light as it could be. If there were other cars around, I would not have gotten that fast, because I gauge my speed against others on the road. Not any excuse but I do recognize my speeding is a problem and I’m doing something to mitigate it.