I was loving this road, and when I got to the other end, I found out it had a name and a reputation. Happily, there were not a bunch of buffoons screaming up and down it (other than me). There was no police presence other than the Deputy in front of me. He was making a pretty good pace and I presumed him to be good-natured enough to let me follow along at 15 over the limit (which he did)...
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