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Speed One
Alta, Utah
For those who haven't been, tis a tough mountain. Everyone, beginners - experts, are recommended to have a guide/instructor in the am, then free ski in the pm.

I was an obnoxious 27. Lawyer, artist, smart ass, and a crazy assed skier. Got to Alta, and the first day, they rated every skier and put us into our own groups.

Perhaps 50 beginners; 100 intermediates to intermediate-expert; 25 experts; 7 crazies.
Most instructors had 15-20 students, depending on their abilities. We crazies had one to ourselves. He was a former downhill racer for TEAM USA. He took one look at us, and sent us up the lift. For the next four days, he worked us hard. Exercises, tough turns, exercises, and theory. We were in pain the first day, really hurting the second, and by the fourth day, his lessons began to take hold.

By this time, our group was famous for zipping past other classes, as they tried to deal with really tough slopes, and treacherously steep runs. In fact, other classes would cheer us as we steamed through their practice areas.

The last run of that thursday, he pointed out our path for the next morning. "See that cat walk? I carved out a space -20 feet across. You HAVE to make it through there, cuz if you don't, you will be airborne and probably dead. DO NOT MISSS THAT SPOT." Elsewhere, he pointed out other important landmarks, ones that we had to make to do the run properly. Finally, we went down, section by section, preparing for the next morning.

Early that morning, I went and got a full body massage. Swedish. Painful, and very, very helpful. We gathered at the first chair, and got the OK from Ski patrol. Only 1-3 inches of fine powder from the night before, and we would be the first ones up. Two chairs later, and we gathered at the top of Alta. The sun broke through, and he gave us our last instructions. "Keep low, keep balanced, keep your head about you. DO NOT FREAK OUT AT THE SPEED! Keep your skis flat, and about shoulder width apart. Use edges only to turn. We have 5 major turns to make, and for the last time, beware of the catwalk. You HAVE to hit that carved out area, or you will die. This entire run should take 5 minutes, and if you do it right, you will hit 60-65 mph. If you fall, relax, and wait for Ski Patrol to pick up the pieces."

He pointed his skis downhill, and said, "FOLLOW MEEEEEEEEEeeeee!!!"
As taught, every 20 seconds, one of us followed his path.

I don't know if I can accurately describe this sensation. Being as flat as possible to keep wind resistance to a minimum, keeping your skis flat, turning as little as possible, and watching the world go by faster, faster still, and still faster. After the first 100 yards, we were moving so fast that our skis were vibrating. the fresh snow on the ground was punished up and over your head, creating almost a cone of snow particles. you could hear the air rushing past as we went faster and still faster. The first major turn was tough, because by now your thighs were feeling the vibrations and were tired from the stress. The second turn was even harder because of the speed and the nature of the slope. After three more turns, time took on this weird relativity. On one hand, I had never before been so precariously balanced, dependent on my balance and strength, at such a high speed. On the other, those 4-5 minutes seemed like forever.

There was the cat walk, and WOOSH, I made it through. Then, as we were taught, we began braking. First on the right, until your legs could not stand it anymore, then a quick switch, and braking on the left. Repeat. Repeat. Even though the trees were slowing down, you still had way TOO MUCH SPEED FOR THE REST OF THE SLOPE. BRAKE BRAKE BRAKE.
And just as your legs could not stand any more pressure, you slow to a stop. And watch as the three behind you finish exactly the same way.  

Our instructor thought we probably hit 68 mph. It was a sensation I could never have imagined.

Then again, I haven't been to a rave party, either.

Originally posted to agnostic on Mon Dec 10, 2012 at 10:35 AM PST.

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  •  I hit 47 (how ironic) mph on my skateboard. (15+ / 0-)

    It was a brand new 4 lane street on a steep hill in a housing tract without any houses yet. Perfect asphalt. Friends in car checking the speed. Level rollout at the bottom. Trucks locked down so tight turning was impossible. Been way faster in a car, but never so invigorating.

    "I'm gonna dance between the raindrops"

    by IB JOHN on Mon Dec 10, 2012 at 11:22:09 AM PST

  •  speed in a white-out... (5+ / 0-)

    ...I had heard about & read about whiteouts...had been in a number of low visibility situations, in the back of my mind was the notion that whiteouts, well, there has to be some kinda reference points even in a white-out, yes?

    Ha.

    I'm a decent skier with my own shaped 189s. The fastest I've ever gone on skis was when I hadda follow a much more skilled skier through a white-out.

    Cheers, ag...

    •  In one white out, I was trying to (15+ / 0-)

      Take my blind mom down the slope to get to shelter. (She followed my voice, and follwed my instuctions when to turn)
      I forgot that the slope had a catwalk under a cliff. Maybe a ten 12 foot drop.

      The snow was piling up, could not see anything. It was then that I realized how much trust she put in me to ski down a mountain.

      You were supposed to stop, turn at the cliff, go left, and get onto the catwalk. In the whiteout, we (me) saw nothing. Off the cliff I fell, about 10 feet face first into really soft snow. My skis stayed on, and were imbedded tips first. My mouth was so full of snow, I could not yell out and warn her. Then, POW, she landed the same way, right next to me. By this time, I cleared my mouth and hoped she was alive. She spit out the snow, and began laughing, "wee! Let's do it again!" (It was at this point that I began questioning her sanity.  And mine)

      We made it down safe, and the snow was two feet higher the next day.

      What we call god is merely a living creature with superior technology & understanding. If their fragile egos demand prayer, they lose that superiority.

      by agnostic on Mon Dec 10, 2012 at 02:28:22 PM PST

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  •  That sound you heard (12+ / 0-)

    was the doppler-shift from me screaming in terror all the way down the mountain.

    "I'm gonna diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiie!!!!!!!!!!"

    If the pilot's good, see, I mean if he's reeeally sharp, he can barrel that baby in so low... oh you oughta see it sometime. It's a sight. A big plane like a '52... varrrooom! Its jet exhaust... frying chickens in the barnyard!

    by Major Kong on Mon Dec 10, 2012 at 01:33:30 PM PST

  •  145 through Providence on I-95 (8+ / 0-)

    in the passenger seat of a Jag V12, Hitchhiking can be exciting.
    Fastest crazy I've ever done myself was down the long hill from Arlington to Cambridge on Route 2 when they first built the limited access section (had to be about '67 or 8) 4 lanes wide, a couple miles long, no cars, brand new, fresh tarmac, on a bicycle ("Thisby") that I'd put a very high ratio gearset on, so top gear was useless unless you were already moving REAL fast and going downhill (it was built for exactly this run). It had a speedo on it and on the run, I tucked down so one eye was resting on the gauge. 62 MPH doesn't sound like much now, after years on motorcycles and sports cars, but it was quite brisk and exhilarating!

    If I ran this circus, things would be DIFFERENT!

    by CwV on Mon Dec 10, 2012 at 02:03:20 PM PST

  •  I have been (6+ / 0-)

    41 mph on a bicycle... going down a mountain with full panniers (rear).

    The scary part was looking ahead at the 15 mph switchback about 1/2 a mile ahead, and realizing my brakes weren't good enough to slow a 215 pound rider on a 29 pound bike carrying 45 pounds of gear.

    Wore out the front brakes, the rear brakes, and the bottom of my shoes.

    I've been well over 150 mph in racecars; that's easy... they're built to go fast.

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    by Nebraska68847Dem on Mon Dec 10, 2012 at 02:13:26 PM PST

  •  I've hit 49.6 mph on a bicycle (6+ / 0-)

    CA Highway 1, a bit north of the town of Davenport, where the road is wide and straight and well-paved with a long, moderate downhill pitch (assuming you're headed south). If the road is dry, and there's a tailwind and nothing ahead of you and you like the sensation of going really, really fast on a bicycle, it's the perfect spot. You should make sure that your bike is in good repair, that everything is tight where it's supposed to be; if your front wheel begins to shimmy, slow down. It's a wonderful and scary feeling I give to myself once a year.

    •  1/4 knot just west of that, 1 mile out, 6 hours (0+ / 0-)

      in a 70 knot squall in February.

      Look out west of there at that long reef...we were in a crappy boat we were being paid to deliver south, we got slammed by this storm and when I woke after passing out from exhaustion I was rested and thank dog alert enough to realize we were amongst those rocks.

      My friends collapsed crying and babbling, they had stayed awake all rough night, my nap saved us. We would have died ofhypothermia before we got to the beach.
            I could just see the rocks 100' ahead, and managed to barely tack this POS and stay in the small rockless hole until the wind finally eased and we could slip out of the rocks and back to Half Moon Bay...where we were caught by a worse squall that made us drag our anchor and three other moorings with boats almost into the breakwater, with the engine on full ahead...in the Bay.

      That's a special spot for me!

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      by KenBee on Mon Dec 10, 2012 at 11:58:31 PM PST

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  •  There is no such thing as... (6+ / 0-)
    a perfectly good aeroplane
    ;-D

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    by Lorinda Pike on Mon Dec 10, 2012 at 02:21:42 PM PST

  •  Maybe 18-20 knots in a Lazer (7+ / 0-)

    On a reach in Chesapeake Bay, hiked out almost parallel to the water which was rushing by maybe 5 to 6 inches beneath my shoulders. Kept that up for maybe an hour and a half, until the wind picked up, the sailing club hoisted small craft warning flags, and I had to bring it in.

    Soaking wet. Even little choppy waves covered me with spray. I've probably gone faster in larger boats, but there is nothing like the exhilaration of being suspended over the water, hanging on to the tiller extension in one hand and the mainsail sheet in the other. Balanced on the edge of being at the mercy of the wind and being in control.

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    by Orinoco on Mon Dec 10, 2012 at 02:53:28 PM PST

    •  exactly! (2+ / 0-)
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      raced catamarans in windy gulch in the north end of LA harbor by the coal dock.

      I blows 20-40 most afternoons there and once you come around the northern buoy you are on a crazy fast flat water reach along the blustery breakwater.
        On a Nacra 5.2 that is pretty fast indeed, and newer 20' versions with a reaching spinnaker or whatever the kids are calling them must be way more insane.

      I remember we pitchpoled it in a gust. (the wind overpowers the hull's bouyancy and lift, and as the hull is forced underwater the water rushes onto the deck, and the boat capsizes forward over the bows very violently sometimes...a lot of speed is required to perform this manuver, I once buried one past the mainbeams...Good times!)
         As we went from 20/25 to O mph instantly....I last saw my little brother's bugged out eyes as he swung way way out around the front of the falling mast and sail..he was out on the trapeze wire...no net. I was worried I'd drowned him under the sail, and what would Mom say?! when he popped up to the surface.

      He survived thank dog, we almost drowned laughing.

      I get the Laser on a reach thing, indeed, sailed many small boats.

      Look up Moth videos if you want to see insane speeds in a tiny boat...they are on hydrofoils now!!

      ah hell, ere's  one, there's more on the you tube page...you know.

      At 1:02 about, he pitchpoled it...erk!  At about 1:40 he's  pulling ahead of a motorboat! Cwazy huh, and they carry them into the water. A development class, so always has been interesting.

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      by KenBee on Tue Dec 11, 2012 at 01:00:04 AM PST

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    •  fastest saiboat..maybe (1+ / 0-)
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      is this amazing...thing

      and then...at 52 knots...crash!

      or maybe the sailing record is now with this amazing trimaran,the L'Hydroptere. here when their record was 47 knots...recently raised to 51nots, the sail rocket passed it, and I think recently the tri set a faster record.

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      by KenBee on Tue Dec 11, 2012 at 01:28:16 AM PST

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    •  but here is 126 land sailing record (2+ / 0-)
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      at the time don't know what it is now...mas yikes!!!

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      by KenBee on Tue Dec 11, 2012 at 01:38:37 AM PST

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  •  How fast? (8+ / 0-)

    50-85, following an 18-wheeler across PA on I-80.

    The trucker let me know when there were cops ahead.

    I must've followed him for almost 300 miles.

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    by Youffraita on Mon Dec 10, 2012 at 03:11:42 PM PST

  •  True confession time (6+ / 0-)

    My old car was a 2001 Honda Prelude; lovely car though not terribly economical. Shortly after I bought it I drove to LA on I-5. Just to see how fast I could crank it up to I chose a straight section with limited traffic and very good lines of sight (for obvious reasons) and momentarily hit 130 before taking it back to about 80, which CHP will normally ignore. I'm not all that proud of it (okay the inner teenager is proud; the adult is more than a trifle embarrassed). I presume the statute of limitations has expired.

    •  I once had a Nissan Maxima, (3+ / 0-)
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      as a rental car. Early to mid 90's, I think. I was curious and it was around 5 AM on the 405. Freeway was deserted. Got it up to 125 on a slight downhill grade. Had no idea those could go that fast. Stand on your head skydiving in a "no-lift dive", and you can get to 200...SSK  

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      by Santa Susanna Kid on Mon Dec 10, 2012 at 04:21:16 PM PST

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      •  A bit noisy. I could not hear myself scream (2+ / 0-)
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        The first time out.

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        by agnostic on Mon Dec 10, 2012 at 04:25:53 PM PST

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        •  Funny... (0+ / 0-)

          Many times before a jump, I have thought to myself: "Be conscious of your breath this time, and notice your breathing in freefall". Never did accomplish that, because, once you're out the door, you get too busy to remember to do so, whether you are on a formation dive or solo!...SSK

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          by Santa Susanna Kid on Mon Dec 17, 2012 at 06:06:10 PM PST

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    •  oh, yeah ... so, it's this smooth at 3,500 rpm so (2+ / 0-)
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      ...at 3750 you're doing 90 in a properly-tuned 318 Dodge pickup with the "running" rear end instead of the "pulling" rear end, in top gear, so you add a little gas and then at 5K RPM you check the speedo and

      um. that's quick.

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      by BlackSheep1 on Mon Dec 10, 2012 at 07:23:45 PM PST

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    •  rental buick just at 135 last spring :> (2+ / 0-)
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      and then some engine speed limiter started shorting it out..it had room on northern 101 near Sonoma in early am..and then I got passed by a dually truck!!!

      My record tho is 140 in my mom's little Honda car, it was still climbing when I chickened out.

      Before that my speed record (except for airliners) was on a road racing motorcycle I had built out of parts, tubing, and junk, it was 125mph  about...and sooo dangerous, good thing poverty saved me there too.
          It handled better than the other bike I had which was the road racing standard of the day (Norton).
      ( I had to sell it, I blame Nixon, now it's worth 70 times what I sold it for, grrrr. )
         Poverty saves. Who knew?

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      by KenBee on Tue Dec 11, 2012 at 01:09:13 AM PST

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  •  Eighty during lunch hour (30 min) (2+ / 0-)
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    from high school to home having discovered that my ADHD self had left the essay worth half the semester's grade at home on my desk.

    Fortunately it was all country roads where law enforcement is few and far between, and where one can, in fact, drive down the center where it's smoothest most of the time. At eighty you catch a little air now and then though on railroad crossings and other little dips in the road....

    That, and 7.5 milligrams is the difference between having a brain and not, for me.

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    by Alexandra Lynch on Mon Dec 10, 2012 at 04:18:28 PM PST

  •  I got pulled over going 140mph (4+ / 0-)
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    Fifteen minutes later I was on my way with a verbal warning. There is something very zen about driving with both feet down.

  •  Used to get a similar experience (2+ / 0-)
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    ..on a souped-up Japanese three-wheeler before the "gummint" made it illegal for my own good.

    It would've been cheaper in the long run to just let us speed-freaks die.

    Same thing probably holds true for meth-addicts. Adrenaline junkies without expensive toys.

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    by Anthony Page aka SecondComing on Mon Dec 10, 2012 at 05:18:45 PM PST

  •  155 - the electronic speed limiter (3+ / 0-)
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    Bumped my old 2003 Mercedes E55 AMG into the electronic nanny on I-90 in Mineral County, Montana, back in 2004 headed to Spokane...

    I actually got stopped by Sheriff Hugh Hopwood, THE Sheriff of Mineral County himself on my return trip, at 110 mph, wherein he yelled at me for a good 10 minutes about how, if I 'want to drive like that, you should go back to California!'... he then proceeded to write me a speeding ticket. Cost? $47.

    Would've been felony reckless driving in California... no, Sheriff Hopwood, I rather prefer Montana's statutes on driving. :-)

    •  I got popped one time outside Kent, Ohio (2+ / 0-)
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      doing 113 mph in my '69 Datsun 2000 Roadster.  The highway patrolman was kinda pissed off, cause he had to do a U-turn to come after me, and he had spilled about a quart of coffee all over the inside of his cruiser.

      We talked cars for a while and then he wrote me up.

      When I went to court, the judge asked me why were you going so fast, I said it was the first warm day of spring and I wanted to blow the carbon out of my engine.

      So he asked me what kind of car do you drive, and I said a Datsun 2000.

      I've got a Datsun 240-Z,  he replied, the officer said you were real polite, so I'm going to fine you $5.00 and costs . . .

      Things were a bit different back in the day

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      by bobdevo on Tue Dec 11, 2012 at 07:49:12 AM PST

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  •  Must say, still having that truck, I love me some (2+ / 0-)
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    I-20 west of Odessa ...

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    by BlackSheep1 on Mon Dec 10, 2012 at 07:25:51 PM PST

  •  I went over 100 mph and never left (2+ / 0-)
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    my house. Now that was speed. But I don't do drugs anymore.

  •  I have been in a racecar but not by choice (2+ / 0-)
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    I also went down a huge hill in a boat on ice in a street during an icestorm.   I was also run over by the same boat full of large people at high rate of speed.  At the bottom of the hill.

    All of the above are diaries in themselves.

    Props to you for the nerve to be death defying.   My husband loved to jump out of perfectly good airplanes and  my late first husband had his own race car and the second was a motorcycle enthusiast with high speed histories.  I was more of the accidental insurance holder
    type..

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    by Vetwife on Tue Dec 11, 2012 at 04:56:49 AM PST

  •  It's all relative (4+ / 0-)
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    On skis, my eyes don't start watering until the speed gets over 40, and they used to water a lot.  When I was a ski bum, former racer, and still immortal, the abnormal got to be routine.  Back in the day, I used a pair of 220 downhill skis for a year or so, and they smoothed out the ride.  60 is fast, but it's easy to get there dropping straight down the fall line.  60 mph in deep powder is fast, and feels faster.  60 mph on an icy, twisty downhill or GS course, where the trees are right beside it, is seriously fast.  60 mph on a packed wide, relatively flat Colorado trail with skis designed for that sort of thing is comfortable high speed cruising as long as the trail is almost empty.  I used to ski jump competitively, and even a 40 meter jump, with between 90 and 120 feet or so in the air, approaches that kind of speed.  Bigger is faster.  The diarist is right about Alta, that is a rush.  

    Vne (velocity not to exceed) on my hang glider is in the high 50's.  If you fly along the beaches, the feeling of speed is quite noticeable, and flying down the face of a cloud feels fast too (clouds are dangerous), but mostly it is a graceful, serene experience.  Landing is a different matter.  The way to have control on the landings is to come in hot, right at Vne.  At that speed, the sail is noisy.  One dives, skimming close to the tree tops at the end of the landing field, rolling to level flight with his/her chest 3' off the ground and bleeding off speed until the control gets mushy, then flaring.  That feels faster than high speed skiing, in part because getting it wrong hurts a lot more than falling on snow.

    Inner ear problems have curtailed my participation in those sorts of sports now, but because speed is relative, I still get to have those days.  I spend a lot of time in my kayak, and we spent last winter on a Florida lagoon where significant wind and chop is common.  I got a GPS in the last month and mounted it.  I was surprised to discover the speed at which I was playing.  I had one run with the wind at my back and surfing the waves, where my kayak's average speed was 6.7 mph, and my top sustained speed was over 12.  And I took a few moments to look at a couple of kayak fishermen.  In a kayak, over 3 miles, that's screamingly fast and quite thrilling.  Surfing across the lagoon, the bow is mostly under water and I was always very aware of the possibility of pearling.  That particular run was memorable for being wilder than usual.  The waves don't just roll on, individually they rise and then fall, so new waves are caught again and again.  That was a LOT of fun, but fat old white haired senior citizen that I am, I can still run faster than that.  Speed is relative.

  •  I hit 100 on a drive to Maine. (1+ / 0-)
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    Route 95. No traffic. I pushed the envelope in our old Delta 88. Not for long, mind you. But I hit 100 on a straight stretch and stayed there a little bit.
    Then I went back to normal speed, around 65-70.

    I don't think I could ever do what you did. I used to ski and loved it. But the extreme of the sport? Um, nope.

    ;)

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    by MA Liberal on Tue Dec 11, 2012 at 05:45:14 AM PST

  •  I kept waiting for the political analogy... (3+ / 0-)
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    and it never came. How refreshing.
    Thanks.

    p.s. "Wow!"

  •  well, ever drive a Yamaha R1? (2+ / 0-)
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    If you have the nerve you can put a "1" in fond of that 68 mph. of course the brakes are much better on the bike than on me. Anyway too uncomfortable and more speed than I need. I must be old.

    Slow thinkers - keep right

    by Dave the Wave on Tue Dec 11, 2012 at 06:58:33 AM PST

  •  On land (2+ / 0-)
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    243 kph (150mph) on the A61 Autobahn.

    In the air 145 Knots (166mph) exiting a C5.

    •  200 kph on the Autobahn (2+ / 0-)
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      UTLiberal, IB JOHN

      in a crappy rental Opel for a brief stretch. Brought it down to 150 for the rest of the trip because I was jetlagged as hell.

      Hige sceal þe heardra, heorte þe cenre, mod sceal þe mare, þe ure mægen lytlað

      by milkbone on Tue Dec 11, 2012 at 09:30:03 AM PST

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      •  My 150mph was an Opel (2+ / 0-)
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        It was a tricked out Astra.  150mph was scary as hell.  It felt like we were floating and any touch on the steering would cause an unexpected lane change.  Went maybe 5 miles before sanity took over and we pulled it back down to 100mph

        •  I know exactly the feeling (0+ / 0-)

          Same as when I was doing 200/125 - pretty cool, but right on the knife-edge of what the car and tires were capable of handling. Even so, at 150 - 160 kph, you got to where you were going pretty quickly.

          Hige sceal þe heardra, heorte þe cenre, mod sceal þe mare, þe ure mægen lytlað

          by milkbone on Tue Dec 11, 2012 at 10:05:01 AM PST

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  •  Way back when... (1+ / 0-)
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    I was young and brave (stupid)
    168 in a '70 Dodge Challenger drag car.
    185 on a KZ 1000 race bike.

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    by Desperado62 on Tue Dec 11, 2012 at 09:37:55 AM PST

    •  How I would have liked that ride in the dragster. (1+ / 0-)
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      Drag racing is my favorite spectator sport. Go to the Winternationals and NHRA Finals every years in Pomona. Top fuel cars rock. 300+ mph in 3.8 seconds.

      "I'm gonna dance between the raindrops"

      by IB JOHN on Tue Dec 11, 2012 at 03:02:39 PM PST

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  •  Mach 1.3 in a T-38 (4+ / 0-)
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    Fastest speed on the ground? However fast a French TGV (High Speed Train) goes. I think 300 kph or so.

    Fastest in a car? Some kid in a tricked-out Honda Civic of all things tried to pass my XJ-12 one night. I finally pulled away around 135 mph or so. Amazing what they can do with a Honda Civic these days.

    Fastest speed close to the ground?

    430 indicated in a B-52 (40 knots above Vne)........because they were shooting at me and it wouldn't go any faster (sobs).

    If the pilot's good, see, I mean if he's reeeally sharp, he can barrel that baby in so low... oh you oughta see it sometime. It's a sight. A big plane like a '52... varrrooom! Its jet exhaust... frying chickens in the barnyard!

    by Major Kong on Tue Dec 11, 2012 at 02:54:54 PM PST

  •  Somewhere North of 120 on a Motorcycle (0+ / 0-)

    Somewhere North of 120 on my 750 cc 1979 Triumph Bonneville.  Don't know for sure, I was too busy watching the road to see exactly how fast I was going.  There was more speed there, but I chickened out.

    110+ on a test drive of a 650 Yamaha that I didn't buy.  Seemed a little less stable towards the top end.

  •  112 in a Tractor Trailer (1+ / 0-)
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    Don't ask.

    187 in a Lamborghini on the autobahn between Frankfurt and Mannheim, because the kid who owned it was scared to see what it would do. Also got a speeding ticket once in my 911 coming north out of the Brenner Pass where there was no speed limit. A 15 mile downhill run, the needle was buried and the polizei, once he caught up on the flat below, just decided it was too fast...

    Man will never be free until the last king is strangled with the entrails of the last priest.

    by The Baculum King on Tue Dec 11, 2012 at 04:18:01 PM PST

  •  I have done 55+ on my bike ... (1+ / 0-)
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    And I have skied Alta. But not like you did! Beautiful skiers-only mountain.

    Fine story!

    "The opposite of war isn't peace, it's CREATION." _ Jonathan Larson, RENT -9.62, -9.13

    by BeninSC on Tue Dec 11, 2012 at 07:59:16 PM PST

  •  OK fast enough in a glider to do a back flip/180 (1+ / 0-)
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    and be weightless over the top. My 16 year old niece kept ratting me out: I couldn't help closing my eyes as the horizen left us. So she would tell the pilot, and he said we would do it until I kept my eyes open.

    Things literally float as you go over the top and slide back down into a proper horizontal flight.

    It was amazing and fun.

    On my own two feet...never.

    Thank you.

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    by Regina in a Sears Kit House on Tue Dec 11, 2012 at 10:56:08 PM PST

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