By the Grace of God!

Was I lucky or what?  Today I decided to go on a short road trip.  I won't say where or when because I don't want anyone to get in trouble.

Frances is going to kill me!  Fergit anything else!

To make it short, I wanted to, correction, I had to open the bike up.  55mph wasn't providing the intellectual stimulus needed to study physics, and specifically the effects of the Bernoullian lift and the equation of fluid mechanics upon a rotund operator of...  BS!  I cranked it!  I was doing way over 80mph and close to 90.  It was an incredible feeling.  The wind was flowing and the sound was fabulous.  The study was complete!  Then I shut it down, but not until a peace officer clocked me at ONLY 75mph. 

Peace officer:  Givin' it the do?

Don:  I was just wondering...

Peace officer:  Wonderin' what it would feel like at 75?

Don:  Yeah.  I just had to give it the gun for a bit.

Peace officer:  Yeah, I know the feeling.

He let me off.  No report or anything.  His last words were, "I don't want to ruin your motorcycle experience."  Needless to say, I followed the letter of the law, and even after he had another victim on the side of the road on the ride back home.  Thank you Mr. Peace Officer!  I hope you read this!