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Home for the weekend. Left at 3 this afternoon and got here by a little after 8. That's pretty damn good time. I think I'll stick to this (95>8>54>29>73 and so on) route from now on and avoide I94 entirely. This is a good thing. Also, better gas milage because I'm not attempting to keep a high-riding, low-center-of-gravity car like Coyote blazing down the innerstate at speeds of 70+ mph, battling off the turbulance of a gazillion semis. Instead, for the majority of the trip, I'm on regular ol' state two-lane state highways with a speed limit of 55 or 60. Far less scary for a paranoid driver such as myself.
So, yes, am home. I smell like gas, but I'm home. YAY home!
So, yes, am home. I smell like gas, but I'm home. YAY home!