Yesterday we were returning home from a family vacation in my '07 WRX wagon. My wife was taking a turn driving while I rested, when the 2-lane undivided highway spread to give us a passing lane around an 18-wheeler. She hasn't quite adopted that weird "downshifting" thing yet, so from a 55mph cruise in 5th she simply pressed on the gas pedal and made the car lug its way up from 1800rpm. By the time we were even with the semi's rear wheels we were going about 90mph and had run out of passing lane.
Six pots clamped hard onto four vented rotors, two kids jolted out of nap, one water bottle hurled into CD player, one pair of eyeglasses slid down my nose, six shakes of my head and two adults muttering, "Sh*t!"