Reminds me of my first ever encounter with a speed camera, back around 1990 in Virginia...
I was coming home from work one afternoon on a stretch of US Rt 1 that was usually pretty deserted
(everyone was over on that God-awful I-95 interstate) - when I saw something flash as I passed by
a clump of woods.
I was driving my 5.0 Mustang in those days...and I never ran a front license plate because, well...
I didn't want to.
Curious, I turned around and went back to see what the heck it was and sure enough, there at the edge
of the woods was one of those "YOUR SPEED" indicator boxes on wheels - but it had an attaching "tower"
of sorts on top of it this time.
Sure enough, it was a camera...so me being me and given all the above info, I decided to have a little
fun.
I went back about a mile, turned around and started grabbing gears, headed back towards the camera -
and I did that a few times until the desired "99" max indicated speed showed on the YOUR SPEED display.
Of course, there was also a hand gesture offered with each pass for the benefit of the camera each pass
as well.

I had such a good time with it, imagining what the officer in charge of offloading the days' catch off that
camera would react like when he got to my "contributions"...
Coincidentally, several times in the next few weeks around town, every time I saw a county cruiser....
well, I thought I was being paranoid about this, at least at first...
but no, they really WERE all giving me the "stink eye" when they saw me.

Even had one give me the "boy, you're in a whole lot of trouble" hassle at a 7-11 one afternoon, but
that was a whole other story too.
Suffice to say, I loathe speed cameras to this day.