Ever drive behind a truck towing a literal house down a one-lane road?
Your speedometer tells you going even slightly above 44mph risks depositing you inside the living room. So, 44 in a 55 it is. This is your life now. Stuck behind a house. It's moving day, bitch.
Double yellows and a condescending WIDE LOAD banner dare you to pass in spite of being blinded to oncoming traffic. Your reward is emancipation from the house on wheels, albeit with the distinct possibility of starring in the next Final Destination installment.
So drifting and dying slowly behind a bungalow en route to its new parking spot it is.