Friday, May 18, 2007

"By my calculation, Speed, if we push the Mach 5 to the limit,
we can drop Pops' pants off at the cleaners, pick up some
bananas for Chim Chim at Wal-Mart, take Spritle to baseball
practice, have Sparky change the oil, stop at the post office
to mail Trixie's birthday card, and still beat Racer X to the
finish line by, say, a good five to ten hundredths of a second."

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