The Seriousness Of The Fast Lane
What It Was Made For
Were those the cries of sirens on an all points bulletin man hunt, or the high speed screams of his 1974 GTO in the fast lane?
He grinned as he flashed by the right lane traffic, like they we’re sitting idle.
He felt drunk as he watched the speedometer quickly edging 130, his head pressed firmly against the headrest.
Out of nowhere, a silver minivan signals and enters the fast lane, doing the speed limit posted.
As he careens around the van, he yells out sarcastically, move out of the way-
this lane is for crime.
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And officially posted that way, lol!
Having just lost my license due to a number of speeding tickets I can endorse this fully! + Nice car!