A middle aged man bought a brand new Holden Monaro.
He took off down the road, pushed it up to 130 kmph, and was enjoying the wind blowing through his (thinning) hair.

“This is great,” he thought and accelerated to an even higher speed.

But then he looked in his rear-view mirror, and there was a Police Car behind him, blue lights flashing. “I can
get away from him with no problem” thought the man and he floored it some more, and flew down the road at over 210 kmph
to escape being stopped.

Then he thought, “What the hell am I doing? I’m too old for this kind of thing” and pulled over to the side of
the road, and waited for the Police car to catch up with him.
The Policeman pulled in behind the Monaro and walked up on the driver’s side.

“Sir my Shift ends in five minutes and today is Friday the 13th.
If you can give me a good reason why you were speeding that I’ve never heard before, I’ll let you go.”

The man looked back at the Policeman and said,
“Last week my wife ran off with a Policeman, and I thought you were bringing her back.”

The Policeman said, “Have a nice day.”