"Southern Style" by Ed D., South Carolina After attending a Peach Bowl featuring Mississippi State and Clemson at Atlanta's Georgia Dome in December of 1999, a group of friends and I made our way to the popular entertainment district of Buckhead for a few post game drinks. We wisely took MARTA, Atlanta's subway system, thinking we could beat the traffic and congestion around the Dome. After enjoying ourselves for several hours we decided to flag down a cab and take it back to my apartment. That is when the 'fun' began. Our group, which consisted of about seven of us, piled into a standard sedan style cab, which in itself was a bit of a miracle. I felt like one of those clowns at the circus that crowd into the tiny cars. The minute the final door closed, the hack took off at warp speed, making his way through Buckhead at speeds in excess of 70 miles an hour! The laughter and conversation that had previously filled the cab disappeared into dead silence. A look of horror consumed all of us. And then it happened; we were pulled over by one of Atlanta's finest! I couldn't believe this was happening, but at the same time was not surprised. In fact, like a terrified child on a roller coaster, I was a bit relieved this ride had come to a halt. After arguing the ticket he received for over a half hour, the hack finally got back into the cab, and continued on his way as if nothing ever happened. We continued on again reaching speeds of well over 70 miles per hour and finally reached my apartment. White knuckled, and thoroughly shocked, our group of clowns exited this ever memorable cab ride. I think I even kissed the ground in appreciation of having arrived safely at home!