No, you don't want those days.
Back then there was a separate Gummint department for policing the roads, called the Ministry of Transport. If one of those guys in their black'n'white cars pulled you over, they didn't punish you appropriately, as they used their commonsense (no quotas, y'see). So it was kinda arbitrary: they might let you off with a stern telling off, or they might give you a ticket.
At least now you know where you stand.![]()








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I never even rode the zzr250 in the country again, just the necessary around town trips.





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