As you leave Brattleboro and come around a curve by the Brattleboro Drug Retreat and the road goes straight, the cops had about four cars and half the force waiting in ambush. They pulled over every car in my line of traffic and gave us all tickets. It was Sunday morning about 7:30 am and I believe most of the cars were heading up to ski at Stratton. The cop was clearly enjoying presenting the tickets and was patronizing even though I didn’t say a word and politely handed him my documents. After he gave me the ticket, I calmly told him I hadn’t received a ticket since 1981 and he chuckled, "Now you have two."