A bad start!!!

Friday morning.
In my car, driving.
With my daughter in the backseat.
She's not a happy camper.
Crying.
Screaming.
Sun is shining in her eyes.
I turn the rearview mirror so I can see her better.
I make baby sounds.
Funny sounds.
Funny faces.
I make...
...suddenly I hear a police siren.
No more funny sounds.
No more funny faces.
I turn the rearview mirror back so I can see the police better.
Being pulled over.
- "This your car?"
- "Yup!"
- "Driver license please?"
- "Do you know how fast you where driving?"
Not a clue.
How fast was I driving?
I get a 400 dollar fine...
...but I get to keep my license he says.
...must've been pretty fast I think to myself.
I get to blow.
No alcohol.
He says he'll come back with papers for me to sign.
He walks back to the police car.
My daughter is still not a happy camper.
Back to baby sounds.
Funny sounds.
Funny faces.
...I suddenly remember my car hasn't been inspected and declared fit for the road this year.
Which is another 200 bucks.
Damnit.
No more funny sounds.
No more funny faces.
He comes back towards my car.
He knows.
- "This really your car you said?"
I suddenly remember we registered the car on my girlfriend for tax reasons.
Damnit.
I explain.
He believes me.
He smiles.
He nods.
- "Is she also in charge of getting the car inspected and declared fit for use?"
Somebody please shoot me.
Damnit.
- "Is this an appropriate time to tell you I'm actually on my way right now to do that??!!", I lie.
He doesn't believe me.
He doesn't smile.
He doesn't nod.
My daughter's still screaming.
Loudly.
Time passes.
He's staring me down.
- "You go about your business and you have a nice day sir."
*Deep sigh*
Off the hook.