I waited on two cars and followed them in to town on Rt 68 which has few if any deer. They're cruising and singing along to the radio and I'm flat flooring it and urging all 3 squirrels to "give it the beans, boys!"
Still, some jerk blew by all three of us just before we hit town.
OK, I'm good with speed runs for several months....or years.
Stig