The local fuzz came out with the 2007 strategy: they are gunna chalk cars parked on the neighborhood trails for 72-hour ticket status. Left the old T-bird on the street regardless. Yo baby. Heard this Sunday, drove the Beast to work Monday anyway. And today. Damn thing is addictive. Nuff said.
On the on-ramp to the costway (toll road) this morning, for an unknown reason, I reset the push-water mileage ****e thingie. Have no explanation. Seconds later, I launched on behind an aggresively driven Pius.
Did I win?
Next question, first question. 18 miles later, the Beast was reading 21.7 mpg after hop-scotching with a Black SRT8 (Charger, of course!) all the way in to my exit ramp.
As I pulled in to an early-bird parking slot in my most-urban parking deck, I thought to myself, I love this thing!