As a highway patrol car chased down a speeding motorist, the officer was amazed to see a demure little old lady at the wheel. When he asked to see her licence, she shook her head. "I've never had one!" she said. "What about your car registration papers?" he asked. "I wouldn't know about them. " she replied. "This isn't my car!" "Well, where is the owner?" asked the policeman. "He's dead," she malevolently replied. "I stole the car from him after I'd killed him, tied up his body and put him in the boot." He levelled his pistol on her. "Don't move, lady. I'm calling for backup!"

Three police cars answered his call. An inspector was aboard the first one. He listened to the officer's explanation and then approached the car. "You claimed to have no licence, madam. Is that true?" he asked. "Oh no," she smiled softly, showing the card from her purse. "And no registration either?" he inquired. "No trouble sir," she again smiled as she reached into the glovebox and pulled out the papers to show him. "Well, what can you tell me about the owner being dead in the boot?" "Have a look for yourself," she replied, happily activating the release button - to show it completely empty. Then she smiled her sweetest smile: "And I suppose this dishonest constable also tried to tell you I was speeding!"