On Wed, 27 Apr 2005 22:44:49 +0100, Martin Brown was popularly supposed to have said:
It isn't; Walton road is a link road between the Boston Spa trading estate and the A1 road, and is an open but somewhat narrow country road. In a standard car, I find that doing over 50 is pushing my luck; lots of off-cambers and dodgy bends.
The speed limit there is 60.
A stretch of road a few miles long, out in the middle of nowhere with barely a house in sight, has acquired about half a dozen cameras, mostly Gatsos but with two Truvelo cameras on it.
The silly thing is, there isn't any point to all this. The road is mostly unfenced; play silly buggers at speed and the most you'll do is clobber a few square metres of wheat when you run off the road; the roadway isn't dangerous at all, and doesn't strike me as a rat-run or raceway, either.
It does strike me as the sort of place where a speed camera might get the occasional Viking ceremony pyre lit in its honour, being quiet and not overlooked to any degree with quite a few dumped tyres around the place, but precisely why some dumbo thought infesting the place with scameras was a good idea goodness only knows.
Todays M1 pileupI had a very unpleasant experience on the M1 today, well actually it started on the M25. Just after 2pm there was a heavy rainstorm...
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