I think the universe is telling me to slow down. Or, the City of Toronto is telling me: we want your money, in exchange for your disregard of posted speed limits.
Today I received my SECOND speeding ticket in two days. I have officially doubled my speeding ticket count in a single weekend, not counting the two tickets issues to me simultaneously in Niagara Falls, NY, in 2006 which were subsequently squashed in court.
I was going over to the east side again today (are there more speed traps east of Yonge?), accelerating up a hill over the bridge where Eastern crosses over the Don Valley Parkway. It’s an industrial area (not residential), and it was pretty empty, which made me an easy target.
The hill makes it difficult to see any cars, and the police officer was parked in front of a narrow median that divides the eastbound side of the bridge where Adelaide feeds into Eastern as an on-ramp, which shortly becomes another on-ramp to the Don Valley Parkway. The officer told me it was a 50km/hr zone, and I said croaked, ‘I thought the speed limit was higher because it was feeding into the DVP’ (which is 80km/hr or more), and pointed to a posted speed limit sign that was graffiti-brushed. The officer claimed that someone had just sprayed that within the past couple of days, and while he was writing me up I tried to take a cameraphone picture. It’s an awful picture which makes the sign look more like 50 than it does in a car, but even the officer seemed to waver a bit on how clear it was (click on the pic for a larger view). He wrote me up, anyway.
