Day 1: The Road to Virginia


Fortunately, the time it takes you to drive from one stage to another is not timed, otherwise we’d be hosed in the Honey Wagon. En route to Richmond, we blew a tire and had to get out the spare. Luckily we were near a truck stop where Frank, the 60 year old, incomprehensible, prison tattoo laden mechanic was kind enough to change our tire for $21.

Mike observed: “An almost new Firestone tire exploding on the highway? Who’s ever heard of such a thing?”




One Response to “Day 1: The Road to Virginia”

  1. At least nothing like that is likely to happen again any time soon.

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