Not long ago, I was driving behind this car on this street. I’d been following the car for the past mile or so; down the street, past the botanical gardens, and around the corner, at the super duper speed of 18 miles an hour. I wasn’t in a hurry, but still, it was annoying. When I felt myself getting annoyed, I backed off and gave the front car plenty of room. No point in getting up to ramming speed and tapping bumpers. (Also, I sang my “I’m not in a hurry” song, which goes very well with the tune to Twisted Sister’s “We’re not gonna take it”. But you don’t need to know that.)

As we rounded the corner and started to crawl up the street, we got to a point in the road where we were visible to the motion detector that activated the vehicle-activated speed-limit sign. The sign lit up with, I dunno, 18 or 19 MPH (in a 25MPH zone). The effect on the car in front of me was instantaneous — and I could tell, by the sign — it immediately sped up to 27 MPH.

I’d like to get one of these at every mile mark on I-405 between Lynnwood and Burien.

I don’t think it’s too much to ask.