Was it 3 am?
No, but it might as well have been. It was late morning. Back then (’97 or so) off rush hour was flyin’ time on the freeways. You could try to go the limit, but you’d better be in the slow lane.
I’ve been here in Ohio for four years, and my driving habits have changed. Fifty-five is the highest limit on these country roads, and I don’t mind it at all. It’s just more peaceful here, not so hectic, and I’ve learned patience, especially for an elderly neighbor who travels at 35 down the “main” road (one lane in each direction, and double yellow most of the way) and doesn’t turn off until I’m only about two miles from home. Sigh...