Yes, as a matter of fact–in the middle of George Rogers Boulevard in my high school days, with some 4,000-pound dance partners. (Of course, to the casual observer it would look more like I was dashing across the street while trying not to get run over by all the SUVs on the road. And since there’s tailgating involved, you know there’s plenty of them around.)
Have you ever seen the head of your school walking with his wife (or her husband) to their house from your window?

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