Ecto giggles as the car wends its way through the complicated, often cobblestoned streets of lower Manhattan. "It's okay," she says. "Daddy, how fast did you go driving that one time with Kitt, before I was born?"
Ray frowns a little, thinking. "Um... oh, gosh. That was ages ago, but... I think that was around two hundred seventeen miles per hour."
"We're going to the same place now, right?"
"Yes we are," says Ray, "but don't get your hopes up, Mikey. Ecto's top speed is only around ninety miles an hour."
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Date: 2007-10-19 07:34 pm (UTC)Ray frowns a little, thinking. "Um... oh, gosh. That was ages ago, but... I think that was around two hundred seventeen miles per hour."
"We're going to the same place now, right?"
"Yes we are," says Ray, "but don't get your hopes up, Mikey. Ecto's top speed is only around ninety miles an hour."