"Roger Long" wrote in message
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Right after my checkride, I noticed that my car didn't seem to have as
much
pep as it used to. I realized that I was driving exactly at the speed
limit. Every time I passed a speed sign, my brain would register it
unconsciously and I would set the speedometer exactly to the number. It
was
spooky.

Of course, it didn't last. Now my brain unconsciously tries to set the
speedometer to the IAS it's used to seeing in the plane

I know what you mean. After I got an aerobatic ride in a Delfin L-29 at
Lydd, I drove back to London. On the M20, at what I thought was a normal
cruise setting on the gas, I looked down and realized I was bowling along at
98mph. In a Ford Focus.

Of course I adjusted the needle to the exact 100. I suppose there were no
cameras working that day.

-- David Brooks