I had my Texas DL suspended once. I didn't know it though because it was suspended after I gave it up to get an AZ DL. I only found out it was suspended when I moved back and went to renew my Texas DL. I was suspended for a no valid insurance ticket from something like 10 or so years prior, when I still lived in CS and was going to school.
That cost me about $1200 in fines plus having SR-22 insurance for a year (that's when I learned at just how heinous a crime it was to not have proof of insurance or no insurance. Murder-y type of heinous it is in the eyes of the state). Good thing I had the money in the bank, otherwise the state trooper behind the counter was looking really excited about taking me to jail. Finally got my license, all is well.
Fast forward a year, maybe 2. Got pulled over for speeding on my way home. Because being the only person within probably 2 miles either way on the road and driving ~70 in a 55 is obviously a turrble, turrble awful evil bloodthirsty unspeakable crime that deserves all of a state trooper's time.
Got a warning for speeding. Then got yanked out of my truck and taken to the pokey because I had 4 warrants out for my arrest. FOUR. Best part? The tickets were from ~15 years ago when I got pinged by a constable for speeding on 288 in Houston. Can't remember what the other citation was for - probably not wearing a seatbelt. Anyhoo - 2 citations, 2 failure to appears. Mind you this is all AFTER I've renewed my license just a couple of years prior where none of these tickets showed on my record. They didn't show because the judge's office never put them in the system (even after I paid the fine way back then - whole 'nother story on that part), and when that judge got thrown in jail for extortion or whatever, the new judge immediately dumped every single old ticket they could find in the system.
So I spent 6 or so hours in jail and my wife had to get a money order for $1500 to release me from my captors from their legalized kidnapping system. Trooper took me to the Brazoria county detention center, but my wife could not pay the fine there. She had to drive to Clear Lake to pay, then back to get me out of the slammer. I have a teardrop tattoo now, 'cause I'm now a hardened criminal who knows what the other side is like.
Moral of the story: the entire system is a racket that serves no purpose other than to ensure the state and local jurisdictions have a mechanism to extort money out of you.