I was on my way, or on my way home from a friend's house who's mom invited me for Christmas morning, on account of I'm Jewish, and I was very close to their family. They had a Betamax player and my buddy worked at a video store... I once drank some tequila, ate part of a worm, threw myself through their front screen door and threw up in the bushes, and then they invited me for Christmas, and unbeknownst to me, bought me a present.
I drove on the highway between Bethesda and Rockville, Maryland, at somewhere around 135 miles per hour, for about 10 seconds, if not less, in a 1971, Mercury Cougar XR7, with bigger tires on the back;
My voltage regulator went out a lot. I got it from my brother and painted it primer grey and black. 351 Cleveland engine. The back blinkers lit in succession, which was cool at the time.
I figured there would be very few officers out on Christmas Day.
Then I went home to get ready for dinner at a Chinese restaurant, which is/was a great family tradition.