Let me tell you... About the time I read the wrong speed of of my speedometer.
(this short story may or may not have happened about three hours ago...)
Back story: 1992 Toyota Camry, 2.2 liter 4 cylinder, 5 speed manual transmission. (Sorry guys, I'm a car nut.) The Speedometer does NOT work. (Or the odometer for that matter...) But, thanks to the invention of the iPhone, well, There's an app for that.
So its dark, and I'm heading home from the store. (Actually, I'm pulling out onto a country highway.) My "speedometer" is sitting up on the dashboard. As I pull up to the parking lot exit, I see a string of traffic coming. If I go now, I can make it just fine; if I wait, I'll be sitting for quite some time. I decide to jump for it, and I roll onto the road in 2nd gear. This car is not really excellent at taking off in second gear. I should have shifted into first, but it won't engage that gear unless the car is stopped. I open up the throttle a good bit to get at least a sense of moving quickly. I shift into 3rd gear and glance at my speed; How on earth am I doing 50 mph?! Next, into 4th, I see that I am already up to 75. Then 5th. I know that in 5th gear, at 2250 rpm, you will be doing 55. The "speedometer" reads closer to 90. Okaaaayyyy, starting to panic here. OOOHHHH! Now I feel like a complete idiot. That's not Miles Per Hour... Its KILOMETERS Per Hour!
I had somehow managed to bump the kph button... silly me...
Lesson learned: Don't trust electronics, and always go with your gut.
