I’m not a huge fan of I-70 in Colorado. Especially near Vail. But it’s a near necessity to use it to get here from my neck of the woods. Even though it was late May, I left my snow tires on just in case. My brother from another mother, Mr. Jacob Hanson, and I left my house late into the evening and hit the edges of Vail around 9 pm. I could look up the exact time if I wanted to look at my speeding ticket again. But I don’t want to. I should have known better. But it happens... sometimes you let your vehicle gain speed on the way down a hill. I got caught this time around.
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