The need for speed
As a kid, my grandparents had a golf cart that the grandkids could drive around their two acre backyard. My grandfather fondly commented that my driving had two speeds: Stop and fast. Which proved true when I rammed the beloved golf cart into a tree. (Though, to this day, my defense is that the brakes suddenly stopped working.)
And recently it proved true, again, when I got a chance to visit the Central Texas Speedway in Kyle.