Having driven that stretch on I-75 near Lima many, many times, they don't mess around. I picked up a ticket just south of there in the 90s. Trooper gave me two choices: pay the ticket on the spot, or follow him back to court. I didn't have the cash, but he told me they took credit cards! He took my credit card with the old style "zipper" raised imprint machine and sent me on my way. Fun fact- I had just bought my first Escort radar detector which alerted just as he zapped me with the instant-on radar.