I initially thought I might gallop on through Gallup, but with Flagstaff still 200 miles away and my gas gauge sitting less than 3/4 full I've decided to stop and refill anyways. The last leg of this trip, through Arizona, is definitely not a place to run out!
(Somewhere out there David Chesher is shaking his head in despair...)
(Its the pun, you see...)
Just as I'm about to get on Interstate 40 again, I hear a sharp *pop* from my right rear tire! Crap. I've pulled into a shopping mall to check for damage, but thankfully nothing appears to be wrong... getting paranoid now that I'm so close I guess...
That's what I get for making puns!
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