Pete: It was a remarkable ride all right - the stuff of dreams. There was an unusual wind from the east pushing me along, and the lights timed perfectly. I blew off all the other red lights with unheard-of ease. I stayed in the office a little later than I thought, and had promised the missus that I would be home by 6:00 or else. I made it home at 6:00 on the dot, baby. (Then passed out on the kitchen floor.)

PPTB: 15 miles per hour is a brisk-but-not-too-fast pace for commuting. No sense in starting the day all stinky.