Mountain passes in Montana/Idaho;
in the snow;
with dumbasses whizzing by.
I creep past them a few minutes later
while they wait for a tow truck that can't get through.
bad poetry by Sarah.
Damn the weather changes quick! I wonder that we didn't spend more time sitting in the snow gabbing with fellow drivers waiting for the road to clear, than I did actually driving.
Spent the night in Spokane. I'm almost home.