Obviously not slow enough.

As anywhere, I suppose, most of the bikers on that road are reasonable. But a few of them (especially on crotch rockets) think it's their personal race track. And once in a while one of them ends up in a tree.

Then, when the Tennessee Highway Patrol takes the outrageous step of putting a patrol car out there every once in a while, the clowns act as if the sky has fallen and Stalinism reigns the land.

Idiots.