the possible outcomes , had he not stopped me : 1 ) i do just what i planned and zoom my miata around the pch corners heading into malibu , streaking by the lawn gazers at pepperdine , and on toward zuma beach where , maybe because i 'm drunk or just going too fast , i 'd do just that zuma right off the beach , and then proceed to get snacked on by a shark , or some anemic whale who mistook my blonde hair - now greened from the ocean for floating kelp .