As commuters head to work in the morning, the patrol car parks at the bottom of the hill and clocks you when you are at your fastest (trying to catch a ferry?). As easy as it is to barrel down this huge hill, please tap the brakes and keep it under 40 mph. The cop that wrote my FIRST EVER speeding ticket in 14 years of driving said he wouldn’t bother with anyone going under 40 mph. I was going over 50 for sure and he cut me a break. There’s about a 1 in 30 chance of seeing a trap here, which makes it all the more bothersome.