[GH85Carrera]

I drove to 1,200 miles to Flagstaff AZ in one day. I could easily have gone another 300 miles if that was the final destination. I stopped in Flagstaff because it is up in the mountains and it was 42 degrees the next morning. If I had continued toward San Diego would likely have been 90 degrees in the morning. Starting the day hot and sweaty is not my favorite thing.

Way back in the 70s when I had my 914 I was going to Florida straight south from Montgomery Alabama. I was on a two lane road and came up behind pickup going the 55 MPH speed limit. When I tried to pass they sped up to prevent my pass. On my third try I gave it 100% GO. I shifted at red-line in third and stayed in 4th and as I was going past them they threw a beer bottle at me. I was nearing red-line in 4th which was double the speed-limit and finally pulled back over into the proper lane. They were right on my bumper as I approached a curve. Fortunately it was not much of a curve but it was more than the pickup could manage and they slid right off the road into a bunch of bushes. It looked like an explosion of green leaves in the rear window. The next few miles were curvy and fun without a pickup in the way. I went back home on a different route.

I was telling that story to a group of guys while we were sitting around drinking beer. One of the guys said he and his buddies would go out on the back roads around their small town and "race the folks trying to pass" just for fun. They thought is was a hoot to keep someone from passing. It was just something for bored teenagers to do on a Friday night when gas was 25 cents a gallon.