i glance my eyeballs at the speed-o-meter as the red needle quickly passes the numbers of 30 , 35 , 40 , 45 , 50 , 55 ... almost there , as hurricane-type winds blew my body against the leather of the seat while dragging on the engine smooth but not aerodynamic grill and nose of the hood as the atv ventures slightly to the left then i compensate very slightly to the right keeping the machine steady under my hand controls as i reach my racing speed of 60 mph while flying passed the end of the three-door garage of my house traveling further down the dark road for another 3,000 feet while releasing the gas pedal as the machines slowly rolls into a steady pace with the speed-o-meters gauge counting backwards from 60 , 55 , 50 , 45 , 40 , 35 , 30 , 25 , 20 .