An even 50 degrees here in Cincinnati.
I had a dream that I took my commercial insurance agent to lunch in my NSX today. He had come in showing me a FB shot of a friend in a showroom with some Roush Mustangs. He asked me what I thought about them and I said "nice Mustang but still a Mustang" (not like Peiserg's Mustang though). I guess he thought he wanted something faster than his F-250.
While headed to the interstate (letting the car get up to temp) I asked him what the fastest car that he had been in and he said "Porsche 911". I laughed and he said "aren't those fast?". I said "they are quick, not fast".
The interstate near work is 4 lanes wide and was empty when we entered. I left it in third and hit it in the middle lane.
It got a little sideways and then it got a little sideways again at the top of fourth and I eased out of it in fifth.
He said that he almost threw up and asked that I not do that again. We enjoyed some ribs and finished our respective work days.
Sweet daydreams of free HP...