Veyron Joke, as (impliedly) promised

     In my recent post on the Bugatti Veyron, my closing thought, I observed, reminded me of one of those few jokes that I always remember.  When I lived with the Enas family, the kids loved to ask me for a joke, and I’m sure I told this one at least a couple times :)  So anyway: What was the first thing that went through the mosquito’s mind when he hit the windshield?  Can you guess?  His rear end, of course.