Traffic School Nightmare

I got a speeding ticket about a month ago in Evanston. I was going 45 mph in a 30 mph zone. Who actually goes 30 mph? I might as well not even be driving. The police officer who pulled me over was not charmed by my antics at all. He could care less about my excuses. He’d caught me and I was going to have to pay up. I happen to still have a Michigan driver’s license, which posed another problem. Because of that, Officer Butt Face said he was going to have to confiscate my license and take me into the station. What? That’s when the water fall started. Check my record, I pleaded. I’m totally clean (I hoped). He cut me a little slack and let me drive away with my Michigan license and a whopping $175 ticket. Ouch. Plus, I had to take a four-hour traffic safety class online. So, it’s Friday night and that’s exactly what I’m doing. Of course I waited to the very last day and minute to complete it. My deadline is tonight (9/21) at midnight. I’m about three-hours in and have sworn to never speed again simply to never have to take this class over. Painful is an understatement. It’s scripted by this monotone woman who reads the speed of a 3rd grader. I have to sit and wait and wait and wait for her to finish reading each sentence before my little continue button lights up and lets me move forward. They’ve perfected this thing. No one is walking away, doing dishes, or chatting on the phone if they want to complete the course in a timely fashion…or the minimum four-hours it’s going to take me. Now that I've finished my rant---on a more positive note---I have been suprised by some funky statistics and apparently some rules of the road have changed since I took drivers ed class about 12-years-ago. I apologize to all those I've put in danger while speeding and I also apologize to Officer Butt Face, I realize you were just doing your job and trying to keep drivers like me from actually hurting anyone else. No harsh feelings I hope.