Back in August, Ed McDonough and I drove from Southern California to Bonneville, Utah (some 700 miles, one way), to take part in the annual Bonneville Speedweek. Now, you probably think I’m nuts (and you’re right) but I enjoy these road trips – in a masochistic, male-bonding sort of way.
For those of us who love to drive, what could be better? You take a brand new Jaguar X-type (borrowed from our good friends at Jaguar), you stock it up with three six-packs of Diet Coke, six containers of caramel popcorn, two extra large bags of Cheetos, a fist full of beef jerky and an apple (not to eat, but to convince yourself that you’re living healthy), and you drive as fast as you can, for as long as you can, or until you start to hallucinate.
