It’s not always nice to have your photo taken. Maybe you’re having a bad hair day. Or maybe it’s a policeman taking a photo of you driving a bit to fast.
For me, it was the second case.
Normally I drive below the speed limits. I’ve got my drivers license in 1989, and this is the first time I ever got a fine for anything (not even a parking ticket).
I had driven a few hundred meters, and had reached maybe 60 km per hour (38 mph) – I really hope, it wasn’t more than that (speed limit 50 km/h – 31 mph). Normally I would now look down at the speedometer, discovering I was going to fast – but I discovered a flashlight instead. Sigh!