Originally Posted by JiveTurkey

Aha! Someone with a longer memory. If you recall correctly nobody was injured, no property was damaged, and nobody was evenly mildly perturbed. Traveling at high speeds on a four lane divided highway in a rural area where no animals are going to stray onto the roadway in TENNESSEE is fine.

I am also amused you bring "my grandfather" into this. Let me tell you a bit more about him. My grandmother Rosalie was born January 24th 1930 and only loved one man, said grandfather. They were married for fifty four years. On Valentines day 2011 Larry departed for Florida with his 34 year old oxy snorting meth head mistress leaving my granny in the hospital with a broken spine anda fifteen acre farm to manage. The only other family my granny had consisted of my mother, her brother, and myself. Granny's alcoholic son ran down to Florida to sponge off of daddy dearest, also abandoning his injured mother.

I promised my granny two things. That I would help care for the farm, and that she could die in her own bed looking out at the mountains. In the time while she healed up from her broken spine she began divorce proceedings with the prick of monumental proportions. She eventually healed and divorced him. Because I have medical training (I was going to be a physician) I promised to be her nurse, as did my mum. My granny died in my arms September fifth 2012 waiting for a heart valve operation.

Larry is still alive and banging the whores, the alcoholic son is sponging. I do not pretend to know why the world works as it does, but I can promise you this, I am not concerned over harmlessly driving a family members car as it's manufacturer intended. Especially because down in Florida the whores wrecked his CL63. Why did he have a CL63? Because he wrecked the 600.

Meanwhile I have around a dozen or so vehicles ranging in horsepower from 77 to 500+ and could go out and enjoy ten or eleven second quarter mile sprints whenever I like. I do not, however do this unless on a track as I now live in Arizona. In fact, my mum owns an SLS roadster (we named him Oscar.) I can drive the car whenever I like but despite her owning it for over a year I have elected to do so on only two occasions. Why? Because I respect her and her property. I don't want to go out and do jack rabbit starts in her car and wear down service items. Larry's SL600? I knew it was destined to lead a fast hard life.

Did you have fun nitpicking? I at least admire your long memory.