I just wanted to know what my family thinks of those careless, life endangering people who dare break the speed limit and get caught. I am sorry to say that my husband has joined the ranks of those types of criminals. Do you have any defense for yourself GREYSON.....
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It was like Bonnie and Clyde, but without the Bonnie.
As I blasted along at 62 mph, I believed for a moment that I hastened the rotation of the earth with my blistering forceful acceleration. Time slowed for an instant, or so I hoped, because I was running late. I had to crank up my devil music to hear it over the sickly thuds of rabbits, squirrels and little girls. They will all know the sweet smell of Prestone before they meet their maker. HAAHAAA!!!! A pause in my gutteral laugh to check my bedhead in the rearview, and there was smokey returning my grin.
Greyson,
For a period of 10 minutes I will no longer be able to call you my brother-in-law............................................................ okay, time is up. Please try and only kill the road vermin and not the small children next time.
Bah! I can't hit a thing going 50! Oh well, it's a bit easier on the chassis and tires if I'm not just nailing the curves. The upside-less stress on my way to work. I'll just have to scavenge for trophies from now on.
These days I'm making it on time by leaving a bit earlier. Usually when I drive fast I'm trying to make it to a coffee shop before work. I can tell that I don't save much time by going 10 mph faster.
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