not guilty

tonight at approximately 9:05 p.m. the police caught me riding dirty.

i received my first speeding ticket of my 6 year driving career, and i cried like a b. i couldn't find proof of insurance amidst the pile of papers under the dashboard, and my tears kept flowing like nas on any verse. but after the officer said "show it to (them) when you find it" and drove away, i wont lie. i wanted to beat the mothafcka up. i was yellin and really wanted to slam a ho.

when you have more time than money, use your time. and vice versa. so when the letter comes in the mail? i'm pleading 'not guilty'. mothafcka prove it. i'm requisting a continuance of the court date, a police deposition, and real keen on finding any discrepencies in his notes. with approximately 100,000+ tickets written daily (and the average cost being $150), speeding ticket revenue amounts to a 6 billion industry- enough to make the Forbes 500 list.

only about 2-3% of traffic tickets are contested, and some 20-25% of officers fail to show up at the court date. I'm going to do some legal research, and go head to head and fight. mfcka