A fellow bought a new Corvette and was out on an interstate for a nice evening drive. The top was down, the breeze was blowing through what was left of his hair, and he decided to open her up. As the needle jumped up to 80 mph he suddenly saw a flashing red and blue light behind him.
“There ain’t no way they can catch a Corvette,” he thought to himself and opened her up further. The needle hit 90, 100, 130 and finally 150 with the light still behind him. “What the hell am I doing?” he finally thought and pulled over.
The cop came up to him, took his license without a word, and examined it and the car. “I’ve had a tough shift and this is my last pull over. I don’t particularly feel like doing more paperwork, so if you can give me an excuse for your driving that I haven’t heard before, you can go.”
“Last week my wife ran off with a cop,” the man said, “and I was afraid you were trying to give her back.”
“Off you go,” said the officer.