I feel pretty fucking alive right now.
I just got home, and I drove with the stereo blasting. Sethie's top speed for the night: 105mph. I rule.
HEY I went 110 tonight on the highway! Yay I love speeding. Mapquest told me it would take me 20 minutes to get to where i needed to go. I got there in 7.
Damn, you beat me. But it's okay, because my car tops out at 105. It goes faster downhill, but there are no good hills that are safe enough to go faster than 120.
you people are going to get yourselves killed. ~frowns~
You only say that because you're not cool enough to drive fast like us. If you lived close to me, I'd come pick you up and teach you how to drive really really fast.
I crossed the 150 mph line every day for six months out of every year for several years. I have been pulled over at triple digit speeds twice. Once, I was let go. The other time, a Connecticut State Trooper chatted with me for a bit and issued me a no points, $75 failure to obey a highway sign ticket.
Currently, my driving record is flawless. No tickets or insurance claims show up on my record for over ten years.
Caddy, on second thought, we'll let Mr. Numbers teach you how to drive fast. What the fuck were you driving that could go 150?
Also, semi-unrelated, but when I'm rich and famous I'm buying a Bugatti Veyron
. It's the fastest street-legal production car in the world, with a top speed of 253mph ...that's like, four-hundred something kilometers per hour for you non-american folks.
My driving record is semi-clean. I've had three moving violations (all misdemeanors, one for driving over a median, one for failing to maintain a single lane, and one for street racing, which shouldn't even be there, but that's a long story) but no points or traffic school or anything. I've been pulled over twice for speeding, but I've gotten really cool cops. One of them knew my dad, and the other I used to party with in high school, which was just fucking trippy, because he smoked tons of weed back then. I think lesson #2 is pray that you know the cop that's pulling your over, or pray that you have dirt on him that could fuck up his career in the law enforcement field...like a picture of him ripping a bong. That's something which inevitably leads us to life lesson #1: Never let your friends take pictures of you doing anything illegal. They'll hold it against you forever.