I-77 tolls charged me a total of $7.50 to traverse their highway.
I guess you can put a price on beauty.
I met the most interesting fellow with the strangest tale about a faraway place named Oz.
While I was waiting for my odometer to turn over to matching numbers...
Harley was entertaining me with his contortionist tricks.
Suddenly we were on a 6% grade downhill and I had to focus all my attention on driving as it was quite windy. Then there were two cars that got into a road rage mess that I feared would cause me to wreck so I was slowing way down to get ready for whatever these fools might do next when...
I looked down and realized I had MISSED taking a picture of the identical numbers.
I was taking the downhill grade at 57 miles per hour while everyone else just flew past me.
I am proud to be a BIG WIMP.
It's more fun that way.