A group of Refined Hooligans are in Big Bend at triple the posted speed limit, passing cars, and getting phone calls in to the Park PoPo. They get stopped but only to warn them that they had best leave the Park. The PoPo were disappointed that no tickets could be written that day. Then next day they would have their revenge. We rounded a blind turn at the same time the Ranger rounded his. The detector might as well have just said "Damn". We got clocked at barely over the speed limit. Didn't matter though, we were on BMW's same as those other fellows. The ticket never made it back to NC and we had more than 80 dollars worth of fun down there.
Like Joe said, good times.

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