‘Everyone is speeding!’ she said, disgust in her voice.
We were driving on the new Forrest Highway from Bunbury to Perth.
‘Yes, everyone is driving over the speed limit. So what does that tell you?’ I asked.
‘They’re all fools – and that includes you, you’re over the limit.’
‘I’m driving with the flow.’
‘You’re following the pack.’
‘If we’re all driving over the limit, that suggests to me that the limit is too low.’
‘You would say that, wouldn’t you – rationalize your way out of anything.’
‘Ha ha, wish I could, that’d be good.’
Silence. Just Neil Young again and the surround sound of traffic on the move, over the limit down the smooth highway.