Let's face it, I've always been poky. Somehow my internal clock runs a leetle bit slower than Real Time, and I continuously operate under the delusion that I have more time to get things done than I truly do.
When I was younger, my mom put it another way. "Suzie," she'd say to me in frustration, "you have two speeds: Slow and Reverse."
Maybe I should just put it into Reverse and gun it?