Well, we never made it. She was out of her comfort zone and every time I went faster than the speed limit she would tap me on the shoulder and tell me. Everyone else was doing 70, but my wife wouldn't let me go over 55 without her tapping my shoulder.
I was looking in my mirrors almost as much as I was looking ahead, just so I could see if I was about to get rear ended.
I drew the line and went home when the 80 year old lady driving an old Mercury Comet passed me blowing her horn. I think she flipped me off too!
Anyway, here is the pix I promissed.
