Time for me to do a little catch up.
Day 2, 4-6
The pair pull into the Beef n Bird parking lot and slowly climb out of the cab and start stretching.
Jake, “Next time we take this one out lets put some new seats in it, mine is getting pretty worn, and I always get out smelling like wet dog.”
Otis, “Whats wrong with smelling like wet dog? The old Jake still has more miles in that seat than you do.”
They enter the diner and get a table for 6.
As the Vandals pull up Jake comments, “You know when its by itself the turd doesn’t look half bad, but when they park it next to ours it just looks… well like our truck took a large dump.”
“It’s highly impolite to destroy someone else’s chairs. I weigh 600 pounds, downside of being a re-purposed military robot. I have armor plating that can stop most small arms fire, but that means I’m a bit on the heavy side.” Luke said, before sitting on his constructed chair.
Otis, “I was admiring the compartment actually, looks big enough for an AR with a collapsed stock”
Jake spends much of the meal questioning Luke, apparently he has a penchant for science and technology as well as racing and knows more than expected about Luke, disturbingly including the quirk (Luke having become self aware, and having a conscience) that led to the project being canceled.
Day 2 6-8
Jake is now driving from the Beef n Bird, Otis is keeping the 12v coffee pot going with a switching between hot water for hot chocolate, and coffee.
Day 2 8-10
Jake, “Almost to the border”
Otis waking up, “Huh what? Hey were almost to the border.”
Jake, “I just said that.”
Otis, “No you didn’t”
Jake, “Your just getting senile old man”
Otis, “My mind is like a steel trap”
Jake, “So where are your keys”
Otis starts fumbling for his keys which aren’t on his belt loop.
Jake, “Like I said, senile, stop panicking their in the ignition”
Otis, “That was a trick”
Jake, “Sure was, now get our passports out, the line doesn’t look that bad”
Otis, “Things aren’t as bad coming from Canada to the US as it is coming from Mexico to the US”
day 2 10-12
Some time latter, during which the long haul truck honked at them a couple of times to wake them up to move forwards.
Officer, “Nationality?”
Jake and Otis, “American”
Officer “Whats in the back”
Jake, “Parts, tools, food, camping gear”
Officer looks at their identification, “What brings you all the way from Mexico to Canada to buy parts”
Jake, “We are doing a long distance beater competition, the parts and tools are just in case, and its New Mexico, the state between Texas and Arizona”, he picks up the paper road atlas and points to the back, “See, we live right here”
Officer, “No need to be a smart ass”
Jake and Otis bite their toungs.
Officer, “Mind if I take a look?” as he walks back to look under the tarps.
After looking under the tarps, “Any weapons, explosives, manifestos?”
Otis getting annoyed, “No we left them at home”, and shows him the ATF form that allows him to transport and use explosives on his ranch.
The officer slowly verifies the information and lets them go.
A very short time later they pull into the nearest Hotel and go to sleep.
Day 3 6-8am
Jake and Otis slept through their alarm, but decided not to rush out but to get properly fed fueled and warmed up. Otis begins the driving. Upon coming up to the detour area they notice two sets of tracks heading off and decide to throw caution to the wind and follow.
The truck tears through the deep snow with the drifts hammering the front bumper sending sheets of snow up over the hood and cab and in all other directions. Jake and Otis are enjoying the drive, and are not really worried about making fast time. The road behind them looks like a snow plow lost control and hit just about everything but the trees.
8-10am
The fun comes to a rather sudden end when they round a corner sideways with all four tires flinging snow out behind to find team Pit Stop standing outside their car. The truck is not just covered in clumps of snow, but also mud. Leave it to a pair of Rednecks to find mud to play in when everyone else only sees thick white snow.
The T-25 comes to a stop sideways with big mounds of snow packed by each tire with the passenger side door right next to James.
Jake calmly hits the down button on the window and with a serious expression, “Pardon me sir, would you happen to have any Grey Poupon?”
They both then get out of the truck and after a quick inspection of the situation pull out shovels and a come-along, strap it to the tree and start the painfully slow process of getting them out of the ditch.
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