we hit a hole and the washer goes tumbling down the hill and through the mud!
90 Mph Traffic Jam
So anyway, I’m on I-95 coming in, only one eye open because I’m not awake yet, and I notice that I’m in a traffic jam.
Today, I am a God!
A very smallish demigod, kinda-sorta. Actually, I think I am the deity for a small mud puddle that developed in a pothole last week