Rach breathes out - and makes history

Last Friday night I was driving home from church, and for the first time in nearly 7 years of driving, IT happened. That's right, I was breath tested for the very first time. The police set themselves up on a forked intersection with cars in every road, so there was no escape. Of course, I hadn't had a drink since Hugh's wedding, so I was fine.

Interesting... how a young person can go through their entire probationary period and never get breath tested. Heck, I was aiming to go my whole life without it, but it wasn't to be. I still haven't had a roadworthy yet (my car has nothing wrong with it anyway), I've never had a speeding fine or been pulled over by the police, and I've never been in gaol, so fingers crossed! I think a significant factor in me not getting pulled over is the fact that I drive a girly car with soft toys on the back ledge - many of my guy friends have been pulled over dozens of times, seemingly just for being male.