Talked to the traffic cops — logbook Toyota Corolla Spacio 1997

I am driving at night from the exit from the Dimitrovsky bridge, turning onto Vladimirovskaya. I see how they usually stand. Well, I didn't pick up speed. I’m going calmly 62. Then wave my wand… I stop.
I.-hello such and such. are your documents in order?
I.-perplexed… okay. I'm digging in my purse looking for ...
I. - You exceeded the speed limit.
I'm shocked. I did not exceed I was driving 62.
I.-how do you know so exactly?
I. - electric scoreboard
I. - you have the same number 363.
I. - indignantly NO
I. - tried to argue something else, in the end he gave me the documents. And he wanted to impute someone else's speed to me ...

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