They're waiting. They can tell my Jeep is on its last legs, staggering around my route. I'm just about ready to let 'em have it, too. Oh, well. Let's see what else is happening in the world of Rt. 2.
Those silly fairies got interrupted. Here's the haunted church bell tower. I don't think
that new fence is going to keep the ghosts in. Or out.
bob barkus really, really loves my tires
