When learning to drive, I can recall being scolded by my dad for taking a speed bump too hard. “It’s bad for the car,” he said, or something—I wasn’t paying attention. To be honest, I was daydreaming of a world in which people are a bit more cavalier with their vehicles (and lives).
Turns out that place is Russia, where speed limits are more like suggestions than laws, and any obstacle designed to slow you down is a challenge, if not an invitation to play action hero.
Not sure which is more satisfying—that the drivers here think nothing of catching some air, or how the dudes behind the dash cam give out an excited “Yes!” every time they do.