That's... ironic. Or summat.
Karen's had only two speeding tickets. The first was a speed camera ticket back in about 1998, when she had to travel from Tauranga to D'Auckland for work. She was trundling along the Southern Motorway, at the same speed as the other cars, and got pinged. A few weeks after that ticket turned up in the mail, addressed to me (as registered owner).
"Ha ha! Now it's your turn!"
"Um... dear: look at the time. It's the time you travel to work, and on the route you take."
"Oh."
But I've allowed her to forget it, and she's been (mostly) kind about my last three tickets, especially the first of them, when she was on the back of the FahrtSturm when we were pulled up.
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