i am serious... and don't call me shirley

good. not only did you catch onto the very subtle allusions i was making to "speed", but you've also seen the movie and taken it to heart.
smart move. smart move.
you swerve off the freeway and drive around the runway until the police sneak you off the car.
after the whole ordeal the cops question you forever about the bomb guy and what's going on and you figure that the whole ordeal is not quite over.
and really, one high speed adventure (get it? high "speed" adventure?) is all a person really needs in one life time.
so when the cops aren't looking you buy a ticket to beijing, where you live happily for many years.

it really is beautiful out there this time of year.

THE END