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Once. I was driving on base in Gitmo, Cuba. They had just built housing on a particular stretch of road with a speed limit of 40. I think I was going the right speed, but the base police gave me a ticket because of housing. I did not think it was fair to charge me for going the speed limit. They had not posted new signs yet. I went to the office, and they tore up the ticket.
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