Last Fall we got into a detour in Mississippi that directed big trucks down a Black road,(narrow no shoulder) and after cresting a hill 50 yards below was the worst looking bridge I have ever seen. On my tail was a gravel hauler trying to run us over. No use trying to stop and as we flew over the bridge I got a side glance at a load limit sign that said Two,(2), ton limit-oh sh_t, we going swimming and be covered with gravel too. Well,some how the bridge held and whoo--!!! No more wonderful Mississippi back roads to see the country sights for us!!