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What's the fastest speed you've ever driven, and in what?

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    #61
    Originally posted by Gibbon View Post
    Mach 1.2
    With spaghetti on your lap!
    Behold the warranty -- the bold print giveth and the fine print taketh away.

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      #62
      Originally posted by Sysman View Post
      With spaghetti on your lap!
      A penguin burger!
      But I discovered nothing else but depraved, excessive superstition. Pliny the younger

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        #63
        Originally posted by mudskipper View Post
        Did 42 on my pushbike - very scary.
        60mph on a skis. Not as fast as the professionals, but quite fast enough, thank-you.
        Down with racism. Long live miscegenation!

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          #64
          The sense of speed is numbed in a modern car, I get far more of thrill doing 40mph+ on a mini land yacht hammering down a beach up on two wheels with the wind in my face.



          Not my video BTW
          Science isn't about why, it's about why not. You ask: why is so much of our science dangerous? I say: why not marry safe science if you love it so much. In fact, why not invent a special safety door that won't hit you in the butt on the way out, because you are fired. - Cave Johnson

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            #65
            120mph (indicated) on the back of my "mate's" Suzuki 900 on the M27 heading to Portsmouth back in the late 70's.
            As an inexperienced passenger, I asked him to keep to the speed limit.
            I began to suspect he didn't when he tucked in behind the fairing leaving me to 'benefit' from the full force of the air hitting me. It got up under the peak of the ill-fitting open-faced helmet (which he'd kindly let me borrow), which began moving further and further back on my head. Mercifully, at the point I thought I was going to lose the helmet, he slowed down enough for me to take one hand off the bike and pull it back on.
            when we reached Portsmouth, he claimed that he forgot I was on the back and said "Oh yes, I was supposed to take it easy for you. Well, at least you can say you know what 120 is like!!"
            Suffice to say, I never accepted his offer of a lift again.

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