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195kph And I Don't Know Why

So, I had this brief IM conversation with my friend this morning who shared with me the fact that he would be driving on the autobahn today. He wasted no precious time with frivolous details such as "destination" or "reason" and went straight to talking about details. Details, he knew, that I would care about. Details like the fact that he was upgraded to a Mercedes CLK (pictured above on right) by the rental company free of charge. Kudos to his good fortune...

Upon his return I responded in a similar fashion and by not wasting any of his time with foolish and trivial questions such as "did you arrive safely" or 'did you take care of whatever it is you need to do?" but in turn asked a machismo validating inquiry manifested by the following five words... HOW FAST DID YOU GO? (we're men folks). His reply...

"I had cruise control set at 195kph for about 10 minutes."

DAS IST GUT!!!*. That's covering a shite load of Deutschland... and I'm talking post-haste. It's a good thing you didn't find this part of the autobahn at that speed Mr. Overby...

Oh, and I still have nary a clue where he went or why. Fantastic.

* - rough translation in english: "that is good"

“195kph And I Don't Know Why”



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