A List of highways numbered 981:
The 309 road is a 22-kilometre (14 mi) long gravel road between the towns of Coromandel and Whitianga in New Zealand.
The 309 winds its way from Coromandel, on the west side of the Coromandel Peninsula, over the ranges to Whitianga, on the eastern side.
The road is considered extremely dangerous and deaths among tourists unfamiliar with the road and in unfit vehicles are common.
Places of interest along the road include Waiau Falls and the Kauri Grove, a stand of mature kauri trees.
Coordinates: 36°50′48″S 175°33′15″E / 36.846767°S 175.554208°E / -36.846767; 175.554208 (309 Road - nominal location)
A 2+2 road is a specific type of dual-carriageway being built in Ireland and in Sweden and in Finland, consisting of two lanes in each direction separated by a steel cable barrier.
These roads do not have hard shoulders and therefore they cannot be designated as Motorway at some future date. The Irish variant,however, has 3.5m lanes where there are a number of Swedish variants some with 3.25m wide lanes.
Junctions are generally at-grade roundabouts and minor roads cross under or over the mainline without connecting. They are also known as "Type 2 dual-carriageways" by the Irish National Roads Authority. These roads look similar to expressways, except that expressways often have interchanges, large medians or concrete barriers between traffic. The United States has 80,000 km of roads that fit this description.
The first road of this type opened in December 2007 as a new greenfield section of the N4 national primary route which joins Dublin to Sligo.
2nd class, yeah I've sold my soul,
1 million ducats for my bleeding heart
Yeah, take me back, when I was poor
And hungry for one morsel of your love
Carolina, did you think that we'd be finer
Well I'm a slave to the pop pop radio,
Relegated to the pop pop radio
Now I blame it on the pop pop radio
Let me go
Mmm sneak attack, they pushed, poked, pulled
Until my greatest hits my deal ain't done
Payola's back and I've gone gold,
I'm the corporate whore's fortunate son
Promises made before fortune and fame
Are so good when they last
Ain't no good when they change.
I write the words, I play the part
To know that in the future
We get back to the start
Cause I got much grander plans,
Baby gonna be high as the sky
Patience my love all in good time
As sure as the sun, brings on that day
We will be all alone, miles and miles away.