Porsche Carrera turbo with my husband driving out in the hilly countryside of northeastern Oklahoma, almost to the Arkansas border. He got that thing up to 170 mph. He was going to tell anyone who stopped us that he had a medical emergency to get to, but no one stopped him. He once got a Lotus Europa to a higher speed than that on some sort of car track in Amarillo, Texas, but that was a place designed for cars and speed. I stood on the sidelines for that demonstration, thankfully.

Frankly, it was I who came close to being the medical emergency at those speeds in the Carrera. Former paramedics never do well at speeds like that. We've seen what can happen as a result. I was very glad when he slowed back down.