Because you have a morbid curiosity about how I wrecked my car
Well, it’s the holidays. Like many Americans, I hop in my car and drive to see relatives for Thanksgiving. Specifically, I go to see my father and his wife in Lawrence, Kan.
This mostly-annual trip is no small undertaking as it is about 1,561 miles round trip.
I set out Tuesday night for Cheyenne to stay with friends and get a running start on the 11 to 12 hour trip (that’s if you don’t stop a lot).
The weather predictions are clear for the days I had planned to travel and I have been lucky on past Thanksgiving sojourns.
The storm that manages to hit Cheyenne that night is obviously of the “st...
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