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There I was...it was a beautiful day in El Paso. I'm sitting on the couch and suddenly I have this overwhelming desire to get ice cream. I drive down to the store, pick out my favorite Ben and Jerry's, put it in the trunk and start to head home. Well, there is a road along the Mexican border RTE 9 that is straight for about 45 miles. I pass it on my way home and decided to shake a little carbon from the Box. What could a quick high speed run hurt? I ran down the road 5 miles to check from any state troopers, turned around and hit 140 on the way back (I have a picture on my cell phone), the engine rpm's were running 5700 and she was screamin'! I slow down to pass the border patrol station and head back to the hacienda. I get home and my ice cream is a pool of goo in the bag (the center was still frozen). I pulled out the ice cream, made it into a milkshake and went into a sugar induced comatose nap. Life is good, except I could have sworn I ordered the ice cream option?!