Here I am... Crusing along.  Dying to get the hell off of I-75.  Returning from Atlanta.
Pissed because I couldn't take the XJR because I didnt have time to replace the bald back tires.

I've just crossed into Florida and I'm fast approaching the 1-10 Interchange.
Running between 90-100, traffic is light, roads dry and clear.  One ear on the CB, One ear on Zeppelin.

2 hours.  I'm home.

Notice the speed... roughly 94 MPH..  Notice there's a car in front of me that I am pacing.
It's pacing a Grand Cherokee also from Orlando.

Well now, let's just get a closer look at that car ahead, shall we?

HAHAHA... It almost looks like a Kia Spectra from here!

Wait.

It might be.

Holy Dogshit.
What the hell do we have here Private Pyle?

A KIA SPECTRA?

Get this.  It's also got 5 people on board and the trunk looks loaded.
(notice the large amount of negative rear camber.  She's loaded heavy.)

Car had a Palm Beach County Plate... they had 400 Miles to go.

They can go that fast?

It's amazing the truly weird stuff you see on the roads.

Bill