A morning rumination on speed limts

[Gone in 60]

we used to sit facing backwards in the rear seat of my dads Chev wagon (the seat was made like that) so we could watch the car that was going to rear end us.

I loved my Boy Scout Master's Country Squire wagon. Not only could you sit in those seats in back (The Ford had side fold-out seats that faced each other), but you could trap the nerd kids under those seats when they were folded down.