How my daughter got me out of a speeding ticket

Let me start out by saying this is a true story that happened about a month ago while driving south on 280 returning home from the San Francisco Airport.  My three year old daughter and my brother in-law were in the car with me. I was kinda trapped in the right hand lane and everybody was driving below the speed limit. This went on for about a mile or two. I was getting a bit anoyed and saw a hole jumped on the accelerator and sent each of our heads into the headrest (car seat for the little one).  Once out in the open ahead of the pack of cars that had me pinned in I decided to open it up and kept on the accelerater.  The MB S500 is a joy to drive and especaily on 280 with its 4 lanes and lack of traffic. I look down at the speedometer and see I'm crossing 100 mph and decide to lighten up. I glance in the review to see offericer friendly quickly approaching. I slow down and pull over to the right lane as he flips on his lights.

As the officer approaches the car my daughter starts whinning, "Daddy, I have to go to the bathroom.  I really need to go." By the time he gets to the car window she is nearly in tears because she 'has to go'.  The officer gives me the, where's the fire line of questioning as my daughter continues to bark out the fact that she is going to wet herself.  He takes one look at her in the backseat and I don't even need to tell him that we just started potty training and that we were hurrying to find a toillet. 

He lets me go with a verbal warning. My daughter forgot all about he need for the potty and the rest of the way home told me "mommy going to be mad".