But I drove 150 kilometers per hour on the autobahn today!!!!
That's 95.13 miles per hour! In a Renault. Not a sports car. Just a little economy car.
Here's my secret. I didn't drive that way all afternoon. When there was a speed limit, I followed it.
When there was traffic, I stayed with the pack. No sense being all pushy or anything.
My sister was really nervous about it. God, she made me nervous the first day until I realized she was freaking out about 80 kilometers per hour. That's about 49 miles per hour. Really? We'd never get anywhere at that speed.
I paid attention to what other drivers were doing.
And then, I slowly accelerated all the while getting Mary to talk about something she was interested in, languages or history or something.
When I could stay all the way right - cars were still speeding past about 50 mph faster than I was going - I gradually accelerated until I felt uncomfortable, just at that edge. It helped if there were fields instead of trees on either side.
And I hit 150!
Speed is perception, folks. There's no doubt about it.
If Mary had looked at the grin on my face, she would have known I was cheating. Maybe she did.
Maybe she just ducked her head and said a prayer. I don't know. I was busy running the race today.
It was a good run.
Thank you for listening, jb