It was 8:30 a.m. on Saturday.

Traffic school was about to begin.

Three-and-a-half months earlier, I had been stopped for going 39 mph in a 25-mph zone.

Rather than pay a fine, I chose to appear in court.

The judge, as I had hoped, offered me the option of traffic school.

I gratefully accepted, knowing that completion of the class would sidestep an insurance increase.

Now, however, I was having second thoughts.

Sports guys aren’t supposed to be awake at 8:30 a.m., let alone be out of the house.

But there I was, in the basement of the Clallam County Courthouse, ready to begin a six-hour course on improving my driving.

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