Two questions.

You know when you are driving down the highway and the speed limit suddenly changes from 80 to 100 (kilometres per hour, of course) and you are annoyed because the car in front of you doesn’t accelerate near as quickly as you’d like it to so you get real close, almost close enough to be considered tailgating and you turn on your left blinker and ease over to check that you’ve got room and you gun it and pass that sluggish sonofagun, just leave him right in the proverbial dust, and you zoom on ahead happy to be rid of the obstacle once and for all, only by the time you get back down to a nice easy non-passing speed you realise that that slow guy finally did make it up to the new speed limit, a little over it actually, and now he’s gaining on you and maybe you should’n’t’ve taken on so much and made such a big production out of how much faster you could go than him, how many more limits you could push because suddenly he’s right on your tail and you can’t just let him pass you: you’re committed to that higher speed but it makes you a tiny bit nervous because going 140 in a 100 zone isn’t all that safe, you’ve bitten more than you can chew but you just had to save face didn’t you?

But of course we aren’t just talking about driving anymore are we.

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