Viva Las Vegas?
On Christmas day I got to sit on the side of the road in Little Cottonwood Canyon waiting for a tow truck. On Tuesday I got a repeat performance. About 20 miles south of Scipio I hear something blow and I go from 70mph to 35mph instantly, 0 turbo pressure. Damn! A few phone calls to Ford Roadside Assistance and I am told a tow truck is on the way. After waiting for 2 hours for the tow, 3 hours at the dealership I was back on the road. The culprit, a $3 hose clamp. Ford, Fix Or Repair Daily.
Work stuff is boring and my page is boring enough. Lets just say things are going well. We met with the suits this morning and they really liked what they saw. So far this has been the most unVegas trip to Vegas ever. Worked my ass of yesterday, went for a quick ride and was asleep by 9:30.
Damn that Amish kid can ride. Last summer I schooled Snake on Lookout Mountain so I know how hard that course must have been. I don’t think there is more than a few meters of flat road in that part of the country. Z had a good ride today, hopefully he has a few more tricks up his sleeve.
