I see Waldo, Florida, on that map... on a well-traveled 2 lane road between Gainesville and Jacksonville. Also the site of my very first TV pkg in UF J-school :)
Old Fort, just east of Asheville. The speed limit in town drops to 30, and if you ease up to 32, there will almost certainly be a Roscoe P. Redneck waiting nearby, to make sure you don't forget your visit.
Also, just over the McDowell/Burke County line, going east on I-40, where the speed limit drops back down from 70, most recently into a sneaky 'work zone.' Oddly, there never seems to be either work BEING done, or getting done, but that work zone is still around!
Fort Collins, Colorado. Serious speed trap town. I was a professional driver there, so I'd see cars being stopped almost every day. One stretch had "School Zone" signs, and there were 2-3 unmarked Chevys nabbing people around 2:00 to 4:00. Every time I drove through that part, I'd slow to 25, and 3-6 cars would zip past me, about to become victims. I started using a radar detector, after my 1st, and only, speeding ticket. After using it for a year, I learned where the DANGER ZONES were. One curved road had a tag-team police radar set up. One motorcycle officer with a radar gun in the middle of the section, and 2 others at either end, ready to pounce.
I was driving one notorious street once, at the 35 limit, and a guy behind me started honking, furious that I was going so slow. He rocketed past me, I thought "CHUMP!", and he got nailed a block later. Ha-freeking-Ha!
I see Waldo, Florida, on that map... on a well-traveled 2 lane road between Gainesville and Jacksonville. Also the site of my very first TV pkg in UF J-school :)
Congrats on answering that age-old question: Where's Waldo? (ducks)
Old Fort, just east of Asheville. The speed limit in town drops to 30, and if you ease up to 32, there will almost certainly be a Roscoe P. Redneck waiting nearby, to make sure you don't forget your visit.
Also, just over the McDowell/Burke County line, going east on I-40, where the speed limit drops back down from 70, most recently into a sneaky 'work zone.' Oddly, there never seems to be either work BEING done, or getting done, but that work zone is still around!
Fort Collins, Colorado. Serious speed trap town. I was a professional driver there, so I'd see cars being stopped almost every day. One stretch had "School Zone" signs, and there were 2-3 unmarked Chevys nabbing people around 2:00 to 4:00. Every time I drove through that part, I'd slow to 25, and 3-6 cars would zip past me, about to become victims. I started using a radar detector, after my 1st, and only, speeding ticket. After using it for a year, I learned where the DANGER ZONES were. One curved road had a tag-team police radar set up. One motorcycle officer with a radar gun in the middle of the section, and 2 others at either end, ready to pounce.
I was driving one notorious street once, at the 35 limit, and a guy behind me started honking, furious that I was going so slow. He rocketed past me, I thought "CHUMP!", and he got nailed a block later. Ha-freeking-Ha!