I am my father

Driving home from work last night. Road conditions not perfect, but not bad. A little dry snow on the ground. I've got the radio on like always, sitting in the right lane doing 5 miles under the speed limit (chronic habit). The pack broke away from me like they usually do in the unpatrolled break around Phoenix. ACDC on the radio, followed by Aerosmith. Cool. I'm doin' my thing driving down the road. Aerosmith ends and I look down at the speedometer. 75mph!!! From someone who usually pushes 60. Yeah, I'll have to be more careful about that. My dad did (still does for all I know) the same thing all the time. Speeding to a good tune. "I'm sorry, officer. It's Dio..." That'll go over well. Good thing that stretch of highway is unmonitored by authorities.