If you find yourself on a similar route beware, Virginia is swarming with hungry state troopers. We must have passed dozens of squad cars, with deputies inside armed with radars, ready to bust anyone breaking the rules of the road.
A couple of nights later my dad told me he had a nightmare about those law enforcement officers and that images of them hidden around curves, on the side of the roads, were imprinted in his dreams.
When I first arrived in North Carolina I made it through 2 weeks before I got my first speeding ticket. I was clocked going 77 in a 65 mph zone. Which meant a $175 fine. I paid up and learned my lesson, which is probably why we made it out of Virginia ticket free.
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