A kilometer’s worth of local roadways puts her onto the ramp and gliding swiftly onto the Hutchinson River Parkway—five lanes of pavement as smooth as glass, and, to her surprise, nearly empty of traffic. She’s no harem-scarem go-ganger, but she decides that today’s the day to let the Harley open up. She’s never seen the highway this empty. She cranks up the throttle till the engine’s starting to whine, and she’s hitting one-ten, one-twenty. Fast enough to be worth a hefty fine, though not quite fast enough to be insane.