Duuuuuuuude!

Did you have the Vicodins and a fat sack of the killer chronic next to you?

NO! I don't have any confessions to make. I am a recovering speed demon. From my 350, 4-barrel powered Chevelle when I was 16 that I once got cited for 115 in a 55, to the inline aluminum head I grenaded on my S90 Volvo while spanking some young brats next to me at a light who wanted to race... to the lightweight V-6 GM POS that earned me 3 speeding tickets in a year.

And I don't even want to get into the incident surrounding the Alabama State Police and how they decided to fark with me while driving my pimp-daddy rental, with Georgia tags, heading out of Meridian, Mississippi back to ATL for my ride home one fine morning. THAT was bogus.

But I digress... part of the reason I got this car was to slow my azz down a bit. Knock-wood... not one ticket in 7 months.

Anyway, good work old chap! Governated at 122 huh. I will keep that in mind.