Once into Romania, things slowed down considerably. No major motorways and villages with 50kph limits (or lower) that we seemed to ride into after only a minute or so on the open roads. There were Police everywhere - clearly out to inflate the coffers from unwary motorists. General driving standards were pretty appalling. Within an hour we had seen two major smashes. Late in the day we arrived on the scene on an accident that clearly hadn't long occurred. It was hard to see exactly what had happened, but an artic had left the road and ended up across a railway track. Luckily an approaching passenger train had stopped about 100m short of the lorry wreck. Less fortunate was the occupant of a car that may have been hit by the lorry. As I rode past, he was still in the car but very clearly brown bread.
We found a hotel shortly afterwards.