A few weeks ago, James and I had a friend come visit. In order to see the broader area, we rented a car. James hadn't driven in over 6 months, and I hoped he wasn't too rusty. As we were leaving the city, we were getting passed by everyone.
"James, the speed limit is 50."
"I'm going 45."
"Miles."
"Oh."
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