01-04-2017, 01:33 PM
My dad was a 55 devotee. Even after the speed limit went to 70 he would drive 55.
I remember going on vaca to Florida every year in the 1950s in the family Packard, and Dad would plod along at 55 while the same cars would pass us time and time again. He'd say look there goes the same car that passed us earlier and he's no further along than we are even though he's driving 70, and we'd say yea, but he's had time to stop and pee and eat. My dad just drove..no stops. If we had to pee, he'd pull over to the side of the road, mom would open the front and rear car doors and we'd have to stand between them and do our business while cars whizzed by at 70 mph. Ahhh childhood memories. No wonder I am such a mess lol.
I remember going on vaca to Florida every year in the 1950s in the family Packard, and Dad would plod along at 55 while the same cars would pass us time and time again. He'd say look there goes the same car that passed us earlier and he's no further along than we are even though he's driving 70, and we'd say yea, but he's had time to stop and pee and eat. My dad just drove..no stops. If we had to pee, he'd pull over to the side of the road, mom would open the front and rear car doors and we'd have to stand between them and do our business while cars whizzed by at 70 mph. Ahhh childhood memories. No wonder I am such a mess lol.