Fast times

I was heading north on Route 82 at Blow Horn earlier this evening and a vehicle was starting to pull out from Route 841, also headed north. I observed this with mild irritation, as I tend to get stuck behind vehicles that go rather slowly up those hills. But as the car pulled out into the intersection, I realized I needn't have worried. It was a black Mustang. A black convertible Mustang. A black convertible Mustang driven by a young guy without a shirt on. I think he was already blowing through Coatesville by the time I hit Rokeby.