78 Trans Am, stock speedo wrapped back to a little past 0. No idea how fast, and I didn't do it often, but I was running kinda late, and it was one of those deals that you really don't want to be late for. I passed a pretty bad accident on the back side of a small town in south Georgia, and thought to myself that any cop within 50 miles would be at that accident, as there must have been 10 cars. So, I floored it, and kept it there, and about 15 miles later, I haul ass around police car, and he throws on the blue lights. I coast to a stop, as running wasn't an option, and wait for him to catch up to me. He came up to my car with his hand on his gun, and asked me if I knew how fast I was going. I decided not to lie, and said that with such a bad accident 10-15 miles behind me, I didn't think there would be another police car between me and Florida, so I had it going as fast as it would go, and it wouldn't register that fast. He said it was 143. I was pretty impressed, it had some work into it, but still had the 2.56 rear gears, so it was geared for the top end. Anyway, he asked me why I was in a hurry, and I told him my ship was leaving for Iraq the next day, and had been called off of leave, which I really was. This was the first go around with Sadaam, and he just simply said, "Son, be careful over there, slow it down some, and kick those sumbitches all the way back to Baghdad."
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