I hit 134km/h before a firm but polite traffic cop restored me to my senses.
Vindictive prick comes to mind.
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- PM of NZ
- Semi-retired, enjoying the rural lifestyle, watching the grass grow and keeping a watchful eye, via my wireless connection at dialup speeds, on the world of rampant local and central government bureaucracy...
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Word of the day6 hours ago
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Royal Muckfest9 hours ago
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Your library is like a wine cellar ...11 hours ago
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Well done the FBI1 day ago
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Episode 3, the police called me1 day ago
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Open House 2/23/264 days ago
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Those batting for the wrong side
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- That's all I have to say
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- 1000 words
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- Seriously disgruntled ratepayers
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