I got ticketed last summer in the Colorado mountains, going 80 down the back side of the Eisenhower tunnel.  The penalty was $116 fine and 6 points off the license (we are allowed 12 per year and 18 in two years.)  So I made the decision to make the appearance of fighting it - at least delay the huge hit in my insurance rate. 
  
So I was crusing up out of Georgetown (7-8% grade, 9000'+ elevation) and a cute little midnight blue Prelude wanted to get by me.  It's two lanes, I was following someone slow in the left lane, and someone slightly slower was to the right.  This Prelude passes all of us on the right at a high rate of speed, where the entrance lane was ending.  I wait for the car in front to pull right after passing and punch it in 4th.  I was just running 13psi boost as I had some old 91 octane in the tank and didn't want to push it.  This Prelude must have had a turbo - no Honda goes faster than 70 up this hill without forced induction; I catch up and pass him pretty quick, and keep going, hit 5th, and look at the speedo.  130MPH!!    Keep in mind I have never been faster than 120 in this car.  Guy is bus-lengths behind, so I pull it back to 80 in the 65 (I am going to court for what? hmmm...)  Of course he catchs up, and makes an attempt to pass me, and I give it another burst, and let him pass finally.  I thought, no matter how the day goes, I had one bright point. 
  
Anyway, get to court 10 minutes early, just the judge and the prosecutor present.  Waited until 5 minutes past the appointment time,  
  
  
  
  
THE COP DOESN'T SHOW UP, AND THE TICKET IS DISMISSED!!! 
  
Can't beat that with a stick, and I had zero defense besides the obvious "Constitutional" one.  A good day mad even better.