The idea of a speed limit on Winnipesaukee irks me.
Few things are as stimulating as being in a fast boat (sorta regret selling my Donzi), or watching one go by.
*flashback*
Years ago, my uncle trailered his quasi-drag boat to the lake; it required flat water, so about the only time he could run it was early AM.
I recall one early morning, he screamed across the lake doing about 100 mph.
Indelible imprint, the stuff dreams are made of...
