Rok, I knew Mississippi was backwards, but that's stretching it, even for Mississippi.
When I went down there in 67, I thought I was in "The Twilight Zone". I am not exaggerating, the closer I got to Hattiesburg, the farther back I went in time; the gas pumps were the kind in old movies, my toy filling stations as a child were more modern.
The first thing I did when arriving in town was to get the bugs off of the "Deuce". Someone at the car wash upon observing the Illinois plates, remarked "Yall must be from Chicago" "How did yall guess" I responded.
Needles to say, riding in a new "Duece" with Illinois plates, in Hattiesburg, in 67, earned me a warm welcome.