My first ticket was as a senior in high school, left for school at 6am and after school went to my job at a grocery store where we had to strip and wax the floor after closing. I left around midnight, in my 1976 Buick LeSabre (a boat on wheels).
There was no one else on the road going home when the lights came on behind me. Got pulled over by a state trooper who asked me if I knew how fast I was going (I didn’t
). She said “son, you were doing 120 in a 35
She gave me a ticket for 50 in a 35 and said “consider this a warning”
I didn’t realize until later that she could have taken my license and I very well could have ended up in jail.
Those probably would have been preferable to what my dad did when he found out.