The police car sits facing oncoming traffic as it heads west into downtown Cleveland. They sit in one of the crossovers as this is a street that is 2 lanes both ways, but divided by a wide grassy center strip. I got caught heading to the hospital to see my dying father going 42 in a 35 in the middle of the morning, crying as I drove. Policeman had no sympathy, ticket cost over $100.00, he didn’t believe me and I was very tempted to send him a copy of dad’s death notice the following week. It was my first ticket in 25 yrs of driving.