I worked for the Boy Scouts in West Texas for a few years. I actually took this picture when I was really mad and was doing close to 95 mph when I saw the shot. I was restarting the Cub Scout Pack in Crane (3 1/2 hours from my house) and had gone out (after reconfirming with everyone) to do a new parents orientation and no one showed up. In West Texas you can get away with speeding a little (and I occassionally did). I was mad and just trying to get home and looked over my shoulder and saw this. I guess it was a good day after all.