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| I flew past the sign on the right at 45 MPH. The sign is clearly blocked by that branch so I couldn't see it. I thought 45 was good. Boy was I wrong. The ACTUAL speed limit was 40 mph. |
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| Man o man was I surprised when a professional donut eliminator pulled me over just a block down that street. I thought that when I told him that the speed sign wasn't visible he'd just give me a warning, instead I got slapped with a ticket that cost me $200. I guess it's kinda like a joke, but not the kind of joke you laugh at. It's more like the kind of joke that makes you mad. Really really mad. Mad enough to lose a lot respect for Little Rock police. | ||||||||||||||||||
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