I just sat there tense, eyes wide as I watch the cars go by. Usually I just sat in back with the tinted windows not paying attention to what happened outside. Being in front was a bad idea, a really really bad idea. I should have went back with the limo driver and watched him make out. At least then I'd be entertained.

I nod, not saying anything as I silently indicated that I thought going the speed limit was a great idea.