K.I.S.S. (Keep it simple speeder)

Years ago, just as I crested a hill on Highway 96 in Williamson County, I realized I was meeting one of Franklin’s finest. When I saw his brake lights in the rear view, it seemed wise to just pull over and wait. Blue lights showed up quickly and parked behind me. The officer eventually walked up to my car and very politely started the drill, first asking if I knew I was speeding. “Oh, yes sir,” I reassured him with my brightest smile. “But I had just passed a truck pulling a trailer and it took