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When I worked in Frankfurt, with easy access to the Autobahn, it still gave me great pleasure to look out the window of the high speed train to Cologne and see the fastest moving cars slowly disappear behind us.
I live in Austin but still work in Dallas. I drive up once a month or so, but would gladly take a high speed train. The environmental impact of such a short flight and the negligible time difference just don't make sense.
As for passion, my five year old strapped himself into the front seat yesterday and furiously jumped up and down on the clutch pedal while randomly shifting gears. Take that, WSJ!
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