[Java Junky]

So today we (Mama Java'n yourz truly) made a run up'ta lovely CT country.
'Filled'er up on leavin', purposely drove in a fuel-efficient manner, acceleratin' gradually'n doon all'a stuff whut'z supposed ta make fer high mileage. 26.5.
That'z the last time I waste time tryin'a get good gas mileage. Too much trouble fer too liddle resultz.

Few miles out I wuz set-upon by whut looked like a white Neon with this bodacious curved "spoiler" on'izz trunk. 'Thing sounded like a steam-Jenny continually blowin' it's safety valve. I'm guessin' it wuz turboed'n he wuz tryin' to impress us with how fast he could run up the ass'a the traffic in frunn'a him, which he kept doon over'n-over ag'in. Not the sharpest tool in'a shed this fella.
If there'z a site for steam-Jennyz, I imagine'at he's postin' about how bad he beat a Stewie today . . over'n-over.

Then there wuzz'a Mercedez somethin'r other that we ran about 35 milez'r so with. Phil would'a liked this guy: smooth.
We swapped back'n forth'n I felt real comfortable runnin' with'im after havin' watched'im fer awhile.
Class act: no unnecessary bobbin'n weavin', I don't think I saw his brake lightz go on once as he anticipated the traffic patternz in frunn'a him'n'izz speed wuz good, but as it wuz continuous'n smooth, he didn't draw much attention. Hiz attentiveness also let the go pedal up when we approached likely areaz where bluemen could jump out'n yell "surprise!".
Ain't much chance that the gent'll be readin'iss, but, fer the record: today I wuz pretty impressed with the drivin' abilitiez'uv a Mercedez guy. A very definite driver wuz'iss bloke.