One time when I was living in NYC, I hit 70+ mph in an 86 Isuzu Trooper on Broadway.

I just kept hitting green light after green light, so a friend I was with suggested I see how far we could get without touching the brakes. Every light turned green just as I was hitting the intersection.
We made it all the way up to the upper west side, from the lower village in just a couple of minutes.

It was amazing.
Actually looking back now it was really frigging stupid.
What if a cabbie had zipped out from a cross street?
Ah well, better not to think like that.

Z~