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Our GPS lead us out of Paducah a different way and took us over a rickety old bridge (much like the old Cooper River Bridge, but smaller) crossing over the Ohio River. Once you cross over the bridge you are in Illinois. We landed in a tiny town and were driving along when Sheldon noticed a white unmarked police car with flashing lights behind us. Yep, we were getting pulled. I was wondering how this was going to go since we have an Illinois tag, Illinois State Farm Insurance and we both still have SC driver's license. I started to get nervous simply because this was a small town we were techincally lost in, it was an unmarked car, and the officer just had a black "POLICE" t-shirt on with a huge tattoo on his forearm, and he was dipping. Luckily the policeman had lived and worked in Charleston while in the Navy so I guess that is why he let us off without even writing a warning ticket...or maybe it was the friendly "hello" Hayes gave him when he walked up to the car. Or maybe you aren't supposed to be dipping while on duty? Whatever the case we were grateful. By the way, Sheldon was going 46 in a 30.
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