Yep......there are plenty of places in the southeastern corner that still hide moonshine stills, dopers, and a few bodies that will never be found.....it's mostly all piney woods and/or swamp from I-75 east and I-16 south....with a few towns thrown in.
I once interrupted a drug deal in Valdosta, right along the interstate, when my brother and I drove down to FL for Christmas with my Dad.
2AM, I was driving, tired, finishing my driving stint, saw florescents off the highway at an interchange. Pulled off and into the almost abandoned parking lot of a restaurant, closed for the night. One other car, by the front of the restuaraant, driver's door, hood and trunk open, a beater. I pulled into a corner of the parking lot under a light, and we got out (brother, his wife and mine, and I) and stretched our legs. At this point I noticed simultaneously 2 things - a car down the road to the west through the trees - lights on but not moving. And a scruffy looking scrawny-assed hairy dude coming from behind the restaurant who started moving
very fast when he saw us.
I yelled at everyone to get into the car, and of course the girls are saying - not so fast, we're still stretching, etc. - at which point I am shoving people into the car. The scrawny-assed guy was faster - closed all open items and drove off at break-neck speed eastbound. The headlights down the road went after him - also at high speed, and a 3rd car I had
NOT seen right outside the parking lot threw a louie and took off at high speed as well. My brother was driving, and at this point understood exactly what was going on and he was doing 80 when we hit the bottom of the on-ramp to the interstate.
I give FQ 30 minutes of life when he bugs out on foot across the GA border. Unless he knows how to squeel like a pig!!
(another film reference, anyone?)