Charlie was driving home late one afternoon - he was driving well over the speed limit.
When he looked in his rear view mirror he noticed a police car with its lights and sirens blaring.
He thinks, "I can get away! My car's fast enough!", so he puts his foot down.
The cars are racing down the motorway - 80, 90, 100 miles an hour.
Finally, as his speedometer passes 110 mph, Charlie realizes that he can't outrun the police car so he gives up and pulls over onto the hard shoulder. The policeman follows and parks behind him. He gets out, leans down to Charlie's window and says "Listen mate, I've had a really lousy day, and I just want to go home, all right? Give me a good excuse and I'll let you go."
Charlie thought hard then said "Three weeks ago my wife ran off with a policeman ...".
"Not good enough" the policeman started to say.
"... and when I saw you chasing me, I thought you were him and you were trying to give her back!"
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