John decided today was a good day. With the roof down on his Porsche, the sun warmed his skin and wind ruffled his hair. The miles streamed past and all was well… until he looked in the rear-view mirror.

The blue light in the distance seemed miles away, nevertheless John thought it best to pull over. As the police car came to a gravel crunching stop behind him, John was about to get out when he saw the large policeman leap from the car.

“What do you think you’re playing at? I’ve followed you at speeds of up to a hundred miles per hour. I’ve flashed lights, sounded sirens; I’ve tried everything to get you to stop! What would you have done if I’d been desperate to get to an emergency?”

John’s mind urged his mouth to stop, but it was too late…

“Well officer, I’d have got there first?”