Jurisdiction

AANYSTINKHOLECHICAGOSUBURB, Illinois

Speed Trap Location

Expressway Dan Ryan

Nearest Reference Point

Mile Marker 1

GPS Coordinates

n/a

Time of Day

Any time of day

Level of Enforcement

Some

Type of Enforcement

Vascar, Laser, Airplane, Photo, Unknown

Date

02/2008

Imagine that you are speeding along the highway using your cell phone while your rotten brats are listening to the DVD through your small, quaint cul de sac crappy burb, in a rush to get to somewhere stupid fast. As you drive along, you approach a hill and notice a sign posting the speed limit as 35 miles per hour, but your pushing 50. Being the NASCAR freaked out caffienated soccer mom or testicular challenged \'stay at home dad\' (barf) driver that you are, of course you think you can blast though and get a nother cup of Java from Starbuck$ before you have to put your makeup (meterosexually speaking) on. As you make your way over the top of hill and down the other side, you realize that the speed limit has suddenly been reduced to 25 miles per hour about midway down the hill in your school zone, but you dont care. There is no way that you can safely reduce your speed to that level, short of slamming on the brakes of your car. So you do not brake at all and barrel through above the speed limit as you enter this new speed zone. Now, there are blue lights flashing in your rear view mirror. You are an ass. Had you been law abiding you would have avoided that ticket. You jerk. You stink. You are going to kill someone if you do not change your ways.