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This is a post by Jim DiPeso, policy director of Republicans for Environmental Protection “Go on and write me up for 125 Post my face, wanted dead or alive Take my license and all that jive I can’t drive … 55!” -From “I Can’t Drive 55,” Sammy Hagar, 1984 From its birth during the grim days of mood rings and the OPEC oil embargo, the 55-mph national speed limit experienced an unhappy existence - reviled by drivers and ignored more often than obeyed. Fighting 55 was an easy sell for state politicians, especially Western governors presiding over rural states where long drives through empty country are part of everyday life. In 1987, when Congress allowed states to raise the limit on rural interstate highways to 65 mph, several did. In front of motorists egging him on, Nevada’s then-Governor Richard Bryan personally switched out... [read full story]
