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That's pretty good for an Escort with that many miles on it -- the one in the link. I forgot that there was a GT of the regular Escort, not the coupe vairant that was the ZX2.
I know the European Escorts could be quite fast, and in Cosworth trim were very quick, but I always thought the domestic versions were much slower.
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All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages.
~William Shakespeare (As You Like It Act II, Scene VII)
I've got a pretty good incentive to obey all traffic laws. My post-retirement gig is a driving job, and I absolutely love the job. If I get a ticket in ANY vehicle, not just my work vehicle, I have to report it within 24 hours...if I don't, I'm G O N E. If I get two moving violations in a year....G O N E. They've canned a half dozen drivers for tickets in just the past month or so....they ain't playin'...
So, I always ask myself..."is it worth my job to get to Point B a minute or two sooner?" Usually I answer myself, "Nahhh, it ain't"...
The only time it's really hard is when I take my '67 'Vette (427/435 hp!) out for a spin. I only take it out 4-5 times a year...but I gotta whomp on it when I do! I always go at like 3:00 am...after most of the morons that would hit me are in bed. I usually get on it going down the ramp onto an Interstate...and then get right back out of it. The trouble is, I'm not even out of 2nd gear before I hit 70 mph...LOL
The only time I strictly obey the speed limit is when I'm in or near a school zone, construction, or in obvious view of a patrol car. Otherwise I'll likely be exceeding the limit by 5-10 mph.
Most notable instances I've been pulled over and not gotten a ticket:
1) Visiting Madison, WI I had to leave at 5am to go to an event. I took off down what I thought was an interstate. Well...said interstate turned out to be a regular highway...in which the speed limit was 55mph. I was clocked at 83mph. The officer was extremely nice. He didn't even yell at me at all. I just nodded my head and played the innocent tourist act. He gave me a warning. Good thing....because there in WI for a ticket that serious you either have to pay that fine on the spot or be carted off the jail! It would have been ~$300. I had $20 on me.
2) Was flying down the road in my pop's pickup when I was 16. There was this super fun hill to drive down which you could get some serious speed on. It just so happened that it went through a city park and the speed limit dropped to 25mph through there. Well darned the luck there was a cop pulling out of the park when I went flying by. He pulled me over. And stated that he clocked me doing 56mph. (I thought I was going faster than that. ) Well he thinks about it for a while then says, "I'm just going to give you a warning. I'm sure your parents are already paying through the nose for your car insurance." But before he turned and walked away he asked for my home phone number. I gave it to him without thinking about it. When I walked through the door my dad was waiting. I was grounded big time before I even walked through the door.
Location: Still in Portland, Oregon, for some reason
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Was flying down the road in my pop's pickup when I was 16. There was this super fun hill to drive down which you could get some serious speed on. It just so happened that it went through a city park and the speed limit dropped to 25mph through there. Well darned the luck there was a cop pulling out of the park when I went flying by. He pulled me over. And stated that he clocked me doing 56mph. (I thought I was going faster than that. ) Well he thinks about it for a while then says, "I'm just going to give you a warning. I'm sure your parents are already paying through the nose for your car insurance." But before he turned and walked away he asked for my home phone number. I gave it to him without thinking about it. When I walked through the door my dad was waiting. I was grounded big time before I even walked through the door.
This reminds me of a story about a hill...no cop but its a GREAT hill.
I was out for a drive in a town south of Portland about four years ago. I won't say where to avoid losing my favorite section of road to police patrols. It was late at night (1AM or so) and I had never been on this particular section of road. A lot of the road signs here tend to exaggerate the risk of what you're coming up on so I paid no mind to a sign that simply said 'HILL' and suggested a speed of 45 mph. The speed limit on this road was 55 mph and I, in my stupid youth was going about 65. Well all of a sudden the road vanished out from underneath me and I was suddenly on a screamer of a downhill slope that started right back up again as soon as it hit bottom. Never in my life have I been so scared and so excited in my life. It was so much fun I went back and did it again at 70 mph. The thing that makes it so great is the fact that when you hit the apex of the bowl, you can feel the force of gravity sucking you down.
This road, despite being a good half hour drive from my house is the source of great joy for me and my friends. We take great pride in not telling anybody about what lies ahead and always go at night to avoid traffic and police. It's been a good two years since I've been down there....I think I'll go down tonight.
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