The speed limit on most of Maui's highways is forty miles per hour, but my mother never went above thirty.
You pretty much know as a driver what too fast is.
My driving record is not exemplary, but I have never had a speeding ticket over 100 m.p.h. I can say that unequivocally.
I don't purposely speed, but I might go over by five or six miles an hour from time to time. It doesn't give me a buzz driving on normal roads, because I can't go fast enough. It's never going to be anything like an F1 car.
... we will hope that future historians will explain the morbid symptoms of present-day society as the childhood ailments of an aspiring humanity, due entirely to the excessive speed at which civilization was advancing.
To me, speed kills.
Just speed, raw speed, blinding speed, too much speed.
I've given up my Ferrari - the idea of going through my village in a 488... You can't drive them on English roads.
It was like I was in a tunnel. Not only the tunnel under the hotel but the whole circuit was a tunnel. I was just going and going, more and more and more and more. I was way over the limit but still able to find even more.
Excessive speed and quantity are, like chattiness and digression, besetting sins of cyber-assisted authorship.
My speeding offences (whether caught or not) are always in situations where the speed limit is 30, but I think it's 40. And I'm never doing 40, always a careful 37.
I speed up past mirrors.
I bought a Yamaha-1 and I was doing 180 miles per hour home on the 405 and that's really, really crazy but I did it.
You must have been going very fast." "I was, until I hit the fence.
My Maserati does 185, I lost my license, now I don't drive.
Violent fires soon burn out themselves, small showers last long, but sudden storms are short; he tires betimes that spurs too fast.
And they do tend to be fast and up, because that's how I like to drive.
I got a few speeding tickets when I was young, but I'm a little more like the turtle than the hare.
Dennis Hutch had stepped up into the top seat when its founder had died of a lethal overdose of brick wall, taken while under the influence of a Ferrari and a bottle of tequila.
The only thing that they can be relied on to do is to gallop too far and too fast.
