Ya gotta avoid Highway 38. The city of Drain is a notorious speed-trap. Give me a high-speed run west on 126 or a late-night shot actoss 42, after the deer have gotten to their feeding areas.
Dad’s stomping grounds were actually Scottsburg, and I think that I know the speed traps via genetics.
Never had to try to lose a cop on 38. Dad has a few stories though.
I’m pretty sure I did lose one on 42 one night during college coming home from swing shift on GP. There is a trailer park on the straight stretch just before the Greenacres turnoff when you are coming in from Coquille. After I blew by the trailer part, a set of ominous looking headlights can on and pulled out behind me and started to gain. I didn’t slow down noticeably when I hit the turn out lane for the curve (which was on the left) to give the impression I was going round the curve until I was out of sight, and then slowed down enough that I was likely only doing about 35 when I ran the stop sign across the highway and then drove the Greenacres roads like a bat out of hell until I was safe in my driveway.