Wow. 95. That’s pretty fast.
We were driving the 300m on that trip. On another trip we were coming out of North Dakota on I-94 and a couple of guy’s in Jeep Cherokees with Minnesota plates wanted to play games. They would try to cut me off as we passed trucks. They would speed past me and then, as they approached a truck would slow down. I’d pass them on the right and get past them before they got to the truck each time.
I would pass the truck and back down to 80. They would then pass me and, as we approached the next truck, they would start slowing down. One time I really had to floor it because the guy was speeding up trying really hard to cut me off. but made it.
After that, they both passed me and got side by side and dropped to 50 mph. At which point I simply passed them on the shoulder. This ticked them off. I decided they were not going to pass me any more.
Every time they approached me I ramped up my speed. Eventually I got tired of it and floored it. My speedometer only went to 120, but there was a BIG gap between that and the peg that stops the needle. It was pegged.
Now, their cars have governors at 105, so I figured a few miles would do the trick after I lost them. Nope. I backed down to 90 and it wasn’t long before they were right behind me again. I did this three times and finally just floored it for about 30 miles (it goes by fast at 142). I finally slowed down and took an off ramp to get gas and be around people. Never saw the guys again.
To be clear, that area of I-94 in Montana near North Dakota is very barren. You can see for miles up the road - most of the time.
I miss driving in the west. The west is the best.