At the end of a grueling Beatles recording session, John Lennon was being chauffeured back to his home in a stretch limo. “You know”, he said to the driver, “I’ve never driven one of these, could I try it out?”
The driver could hardly refuse. So John settled behind the wheel and the chauffeur climbed into the back. Excited by this new experience, Lennon started to accelerate until the limo was topping 150 km/h. At this point, he saw the flashing lights of a police car in his rearview mirrors and dutifully pulled over. The officer looked at John and stepped back, “Excuse me, Sir,” he said, “I’d better call this one in.”
The officer radioed headquarters: “Listen Chief, I’ve just pulled over a really important person and I’m not sure what to do.” “Who is it?” asked his chief, “not the Governor again?”
“No, this guy is much more important,” said the trooper. “More important than the Governor?” yelled the Chief, “Who the hell is it then?”
“I’m not absolutely certain,” said the trooper, “but his chauffeur is John Lennon.”
