What's hilarious to me is, I never said how fast we were GOING, only what the speedometer read. Yet I get roasted for telling a true story. Sure, I remember the car fondly, and yeah, I agree that it probably wasn't truly as fast as all us young dumb kids thought, but we were having fun. I love how all the experts come out. Hell, I've had Vixen up to about 125 (by the speedometer). She was spinnin right below 6K. Maybe 5800 or so? But I guess that's bullshit, too. I think this'll be the last time I share anything like this here. I have a lot more, too.