I could walk 20 miles home if I had to. I just wouldn't want to.

Just a short trip today up the road.  About 20 miles.  The Landshark did not like the stop and go traffic in the next town, He let me know by pegging the temp gage when we were under ten miles an hour.  It was a short stretch of stops.  Before and after the traffic we pushed it a little cruising easily at 60.  I'm lacking some power due to some air leaks in the engine, but I'm tracking those down.  New tires are the next item I found out about today.  The fronts do not like 45-55 mph. Above that though, it was smooth with the engine roaring.  Of course it was roaring because the exhaust has come uncoupled from the muffler, but two bolts and a gasket wil quiet it back down.  

The highlight was just barely making it to 70 for a little while.  In todays cars, no one even blinks at 70.  It's the speed limit.  You can't even feel it.  You get passed if you're only going 70.  

70 is fast though.  It takes an older car to make you realize that.