Honey...How fast are you going??

About a week after getting the new "toy", we went out of town for the weekend.  Late one evening on our way to the hotel, Bob asked me if I'd like to drive.  Heck yeah! After positioning the seat, gas and break pedals, and mirrors, we were off.  Wo-oww...that thing is pretty HOT to drive!  I stopped at a red light, and next to me on my drivers' side were two young guys (who could've been my sons) who were trying to flirt, not seeing my husband in the passengers seat.  When the light turned green, they weren't letting up, so Bob said "Hit it!", so I did!  Woo-Hoo!!  OMG! I couldn't believe how fast that thing took off...I was HOOKED, and decided that I was gonna be the driver going back home the next day!  On the freeway, maybe I made him a little nervous (maybe I've watched too much NASCAR), but he asked several times, "Honey, how fast are you going?".  I had no idea...it FELT like the right speed :}