Yep, nice roads, wide open, and 55 is considered a polite suggestion. Other than a couple of close calls with oncoming passers, and a couple of "whiffs" by cars from the rear, I've generally had very good treatment by cars. They almost always go out of their way to go around with plenty of room, and I always wave and mouth a thanks. 30 years ago, in eastern NC, you were as likely to get something thrown at you as anything, riding or running. Those days have pretty much passed, and familiarity did not seem to breed contempt.

I see SHP or a county cop almost every time I ride, and I've had them tell me to simply get a tag number if there's a problem, but nothing worth going to police about. Doesn't mean I haven't left a cinder block on the roof of a car that ran me off the road as a jogger, or that I haven't attacked and kicked in the door panel of another one at the next light, but those days are long past. Other than riding through a trailer park and still looking for the Cadillac STS that buzzed drrobwave and I, I have no issues.