Ewwww, I don't think so, but this is the way the Engineer likes it. He's in charge of thermal transfer once the thermometer's placed and the meat is in the oven. He's the decider of when it comes out.
He has the chutzpah to make fun of my preference for chicken that's just a wee bit pink at the bone.
Ah well, to each his own.
P.S. My dinner was mostly vegetarian this evening - surprise.