May 24, Waynesburg.
Long long jump. Don't know where the "If it's more than a hundred miles it's a day off" rule went.
Three vehicles down by the side of the road, first the Fuscos (broken axle,) then Lucky and Vickie (broken tire,) then Carolyn (broken something else.) There were also two scales, and one open. Fridman got "No violations." I drove ahead, stopped for gas somewhere near Wheeling, West Virginia, and made it to the lot fine.
Fridman got here in time for lunch.
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
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