I was nicked for speeding in around 87 (also probably my speed plus a bit) on the M6 on the way to the Isle of Man to the races. I was given the option of a FPT or a Summons. I chose the former, took my wallet out to surrender my licence. Stuffed it in the pocket of my leather jacket. Arrivedin Douglas to find I'd lost it. Wrote it off effectively.
It turned up at my parents' address a couple of weeks later complete with all the cash, I was most surprised.
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