I'm sorry ossifer, what seems to problem be?

[stephbg]

This afternoon I visited my folks, specifically Mother freshly returned from the UK. Or rather not so freshly, having sprung off the plane in the early hours of Friday morning fresh as a daisy, to be struck by jet lag at mid morning today. However, she was sufficiently conscious to register the greetings of her youngest, and after a bracing cup of tea we all trooped outside to do a lap of the 1/4 acre garden to inspect what was in flower.

Even staggering about in a daze, mum still managed to trot out the latin names of everything. Being my mother I shall assume they were the *right* names for everything.

Afterwards we sat in the sun (sun! there was sun!) on the decking chatting and watching the dove nest in the corner. All very civilised.

On entering the freeway on Cedric Street for the trip home, I changed lanes, accelerating a bit to do so. Having done so with correct precautions include the use of *gasp* indicators, I considered an lj rant on the subject of lane changing behaviour.

Meanwhile I was enjoying stretching the car's legs on the freeway in the sun, although I thought I was dropping a little behind the traffic. The vrrmmminess of the car felt good and as I prepared to join my roadmates at their average velocity I realised I was already doing 112km/h. Curses.

I briefly rebelled. I wanted to go faster. Everyone else was doing it. It was a clear stretch of freeway between entrance and exit points. The conditions were dry and clear. No one was flanking me. It's actuallly safer if everyone's doing a similar speed. I'm an excellent driver. I have all my points. I've never been caught for speeding and I never ever deliberately speed, but today I *wanted* to go faster.

Want more vrrrmmminess!

Reluctantly I bled off speed and was doing about 101km/h when I noticed the speed camera on the side of the road. I shall wait and see if I won my internal struggle soon enough to escape its clutches. Only then shall I know what the universe was trying to tell me today. What do you think?

Comments

[shrydar.livejournal.com]

I think the universe is telling you it's time you did one of those 'spend a day at a racetrack or skidpan learning how to push your or their car to it's limits' things :)

And then depending on how that goes, possibly discovering a new career co-presenting on Top Gear.

[stephbg.livejournal.com]

Well with a vocabulary that--as of this afternoon--includes "vrrmmminess" I'm clearly cut out for the job on Top Gear. As long as I'm allowed to condemn a vehicle completely if it's "a bitch to park".

Unfortunately if I approve of the vehicle I am likely to cackle hysterically at speed, and I've also been known to squeal "wheeeeeeeee!" going around roundabouts or slaloming around the road bumps at the train station in the early hours.

Perhaps I do need to release my inner hoonette on the track. Joys of Spring, and all this without the dubious benefit of testosterone.

(not) a bitch to park

[shrydar.livejournal.com]

Clearly an important distinguishing feature - why else do you think we chose the Impreza over the Forrester?

You are indeed sounding eminently qualified. Unleash the Hoonette of Spring!

[ariaflame.livejournal.com]

The one under the bridge? I spotted that on the way home from the Eurogamesfest. I'm pretty sure I was OK.

[stephbg.livejournal.com]

Under normal circumstances I would *always* be OK. Just today got itchy feet.