I think the one thing that bugged me more than anything was the speed involved. She tried to tell me 50. Yeah right! And my moustache is very blonde not gray...

She was gettin right along and bustin the 11th commandment (Thou shalt not bullshit thy pappy) isn't all that bright at a time like this. She gives me that "how do you know I was going fast?" look... I give her the "been there done that look...That part having been done actually took place a few times. Hell I had an excuse though I grew up in a NASCAR family...

So I can't get real pissed at her for doing the same dumb shit I did as a kid. I can feel that rumble in my gut though about the "coulda been worses."