So after much zooming around and stretching my karma budget to within an inch of it's life, I finally got a speeding ticket. I can, and probably will contest my punishment of $700 in fines, tar and feathering, lynching and having my remainders nailed to a cross to sing with Eric Idle until the crows peck away my eyeballs. I think the penalty is a little harsh given my previously fabulous karmic credit rating with the universe, but maybe it'll put me in excess for that debaucherous week of sex drugs and rock and roll I've been planning.