I got my first good test of my new car out on the open freeway today. I see why the cruise control is there. Finding myself being small and zippy, even with a little four-cylinder engine, after fifteen years driving a battleship-sized “soccer mom-mobile,” it’s easy to find yourself cruising at… Well, let’s say it was far enough above the posted speed limit to give decent odds on getting my second speeding ticket sooner rather than later.
Here she is:
I have, of course, named her “Hissy.”