It's a Sabotage

So, I have a weakness.
(One and only one)
It happens to be...ready?...driving after watching action movies.
(I mentioned this back in November, but haven't yet had an intervention)
It's a serious problem of mine, and my poor little subaru (that's "u r a bus" backward) feels the brunt of my speed deamonish tendencies post watching stuff blow up. Doesn't matter if the movie was good or not, just if there were car chases and loud noises and literally shit blowing up. Then I get behind the wheel, put on the "Drive Fast, Yell Stuff" mix and suddenly I'm going 85. Or faster.
The mix is a lot of Rage, Beastie Boys, Zeppelin, Violent Femmes, DMX, et al and then I get home and can't simmer down. I need some sort of decompression chamber to go from adrenaline shot to le heart down to, say, herbal tea level. Like the stepdown from "Bulls on Parade" by Rage down to, oh I don't know, let's say Patty Griffin.
Tonight I watched MI:III which was a typical action movie, very by the book, etc (and I don't really care for Tom Cruise; he's got that creepy smile that looks like it could eat puppies. I prefer Matt Damon as Jason Borne. Oh do I prefer Matt...) but I watched it in HD and surround sound and, well, I got invested.
I told you it was a weakness. Don't judge me, I was being vunerable.
But now you see why Seth never lets me drive after watching movies like that. He knows better.