Took the 52 Dodge 1 ton for a ride today, well actually to pick up an appliance at a store. Was heading home and the throttle stuck wide open in a notorious 30mph zone. No problem-I'd let her accelerate to 30, turn off the key and then coast until she lost speed. I knew there was a sideroad just up ahead. I looked and saw a cop was now sitting at the intersection where I wanted (needed to) turn off. With the key off-I had no directionals so I rolled down the window and signalled a right turn and pulled into the sideroad-but I was coming in kinda "hot" so I'd get off the main highway. I opened the hood, saw a cotter pin had fallen out (actually it may have been a nail) and I turn around and there's the cop standing behind me. He asked me what I thought I was doing. Told him I thought I was fixin' my truck, then he sees the new dishwasher in the stakebody and asks me what is going on with that-I wasn't planning on dumping that on the side of the road was I. Nope, not the new one, but I'm thinking there may be a place I'd like to get rid of the old one. Then he asked why didn't I signal for the turn-and why did I wave to him instead of signaling. I told him did signal with my arm out the window, because if I turned the key on with the throttle stuck wide open I'd blow up the motor. My logic was I'd rather risk a ticket not signaling before I had to pull the old Dodge down to rebuild it-already got 1 engine in progress. I had a piece of wire in my toolbox and I made the repair, started her up and headed for home. He followed me awhile I guess to make sure I wasn't going to dump my new dishwasher along the back road, and then turned off. Thank God you can still make roadside repairs with a piece of mechanic's wire. Just too bad young cops don't know what hand signals are anymore. The best part was I went to school with his chief of police, and he's into old cars so he knows exactly what I was doing with my arm out the window if I'd been ticketed.