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These guys are right on. I can relate a snowy morning in 1966 when I was on the Munich-Stuttgart autobahn. The road wasn't exactly snow covered, but there were slick spots, so I was keeping my Sunbeam Tiger (the first of two that I owned "back in the day") to 80-90 mph. I spotted rapidly approaching headlights in the rear view mirror, so being a red blooded young man, I kicked it up a notch or two. At 115, I folded, and let a bright red Porsche 911 blow past. To add insult to automotive injury, it was being driven by a blonde GIRL. If I'd been in the Cobra, I'd have folded just as quickly.
Like the man said, German cars for German roads.
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