I used to do 100 sometimes on the way to work in my Gran Torino:
Not mine, but that's what it looks like - except mine is orange.
Yup,just googled it.North Carolina.Summer 2000.Doing 97 in a 55.
I'm well into my 40's (actually,I'm older...I once had a draft card!) and the fastest I've *ever* driven was about 80....and I did it on I-75 in Florida where the limit was either 70 or 75 (can't recall which).As I was doing 80 I was scared silly.So scared,in fact,that I was close to soiling my underwear.
How in God's name can anyone do 100MPH (or 97) and not die of heart attack? Anyone,that is,other than someone who's fleeing the cops or is coked up.
I'm well into my 40's (actually,I'm older...I once had a draft card!) and the fastest I've *ever* driven was about 80....and I did it on I-75 in Florida where the limit was either 70 or 75 (can't recall which).As I was doing 80 I was scared silly.So scared,in fact,that I was close to soiling my underwear.
I, too, was the proud owner of a draft card. Was never into the hippie crowd, LOL. My draft number in '72 was 98! Only a 50 year old waitress in a big white Buick and my '45 flathead, kept me from VN. Can't say I'm too disappointed!
Back in '69, I raced a Charger on the Boulder turnpike at a 135 MPH. The next day I put my '65 Chevelle on the rack and found a bubble on the sidewall in the left front the size of a softball. Scared the hell out of me enough I never did it again! That was just to close for my young butt!
Never did out run that friggin' Charger! Heh, heh! He had more balls than I did!
They do it on the Autobahn all the time. More, too.
Besides that, I had a co-worker in my old auto-store job who drove our boss’ car instead of the latter’s daughter (she also works there and is big into the cars) 1 night when she was too drunk. This was a gorgeous Lincoln Mk III, already 20 years old, at 130 MPH so he claimed. Down an Interstate here in MD (it’s not MT). It obviously didn’t bother him!