Another Mopar Off My Bucket List - Barracuda Fastback
It was a lo-o-o-ong day today. I already had the Roadrunner loaded and the truck gassed up. Spencer was heading back to Des Moines from Columbus and was going to meet me in Des Moines when I dropped the car off. He wasn't going to leave too early so I waited until 10:00 a.m. before leaving from here. I grabbed a couple bottles of Mountain Dew and an extra pack of smokes in preparation for the trip. Hmmm, - maybe I should have grabbed a spare for the truck instead...
Despite running into a lot of roadwork I made pretty good time. No flat tires or truck problems but I did have a number of close calls with other traffic. I swear some people intentionally try to make me swerve when they see me pulling a trailer. There were at least a half dozen times when I had to slam on the brakes and move over to avoid cars that were cutting me off as they changed lanes in front of me.
I've come to the conclusion that everybody on the road (except me) is an idiot and out to get me. I made doubly sure that I kept the Roadrunner in my rear view mirrors. I knew I had it securely cross-strapped down but I wanted to make certain the swerving and rough roads didn't cause anything to shift.
I wouldn't describe the trip across I-80 as scenic. According to my odometer it's about 220 miles each way and each one is as mind numbing as the one before. They do have a crapload of windmills along the interstate halfway through Iowa. - Otherwise you better love the sight of cornfields if you want to enjoy the view.
When I got to Spencer's house I unloaded the car and went out to eat with the boys. It would have been nice to relax and have spent the night but my ex was supposed to show up there tomorrow and I had to get back for the funeral in Nebraska. We stopped at Popeye's and grabbed some chicken.
Before leaving Spence handed me the yoke from Moser. It had been shipped to his house. I should be able to use it to determine the driveshaft length we'll have made.
I ran into a lot of traffic delays when I returned through Omaha. With 8 lanes of road, it was so jammed up that traffic was totally stopped. I guess I don't usually drive through Omaha during rush hour so I don't know if this was normal. Maybe there was an accident up ahead. The way people there drive I'd say it'd be surprising if there wasn't.
I didn't get home much before 8:00 p.m. While I was gone UPS dropped off the transmission adapter from HOT HEADS. I was excited to see it but too tired to do anything more than open the box. Maybe tomorrow I'll get a chance to fit things together before the wake service.
It was a lo-o-o-ong day today. I already had the Roadrunner loaded and the truck gassed up. Spencer was heading back to Des Moines from Columbus and was going to meet me in Des Moines when I dropped the car off. He wasn't going to leave too early so I waited until 10:00 a.m. before leaving from here. I grabbed a couple bottles of Mountain Dew and an extra pack of smokes in preparation for the trip. Hmmm, - maybe I should have grabbed a spare for the truck instead...
Despite running into a lot of roadwork I made pretty good time. No flat tires or truck problems but I did have a number of close calls with other traffic. I swear some people intentionally try to make me swerve when they see me pulling a trailer. There were at least a half dozen times when I had to slam on the brakes and move over to avoid cars that were cutting me off as they changed lanes in front of me.
I've come to the conclusion that everybody on the road (except me) is an idiot and out to get me. I made doubly sure that I kept the Roadrunner in my rear view mirrors. I knew I had it securely cross-strapped down but I wanted to make certain the swerving and rough roads didn't cause anything to shift.
I wouldn't describe the trip across I-80 as scenic. According to my odometer it's about 220 miles each way and each one is as mind numbing as the one before. They do have a crapload of windmills along the interstate halfway through Iowa. - Otherwise you better love the sight of cornfields if you want to enjoy the view.
When I got to Spencer's house I unloaded the car and went out to eat with the boys. It would have been nice to relax and have spent the night but my ex was supposed to show up there tomorrow and I had to get back for the funeral in Nebraska. We stopped at Popeye's and grabbed some chicken.
Before leaving Spence handed me the yoke from Moser. It had been shipped to his house. I should be able to use it to determine the driveshaft length we'll have made.
I ran into a lot of traffic delays when I returned through Omaha. With 8 lanes of road, it was so jammed up that traffic was totally stopped. I guess I don't usually drive through Omaha during rush hour so I don't know if this was normal. Maybe there was an accident up ahead. The way people there drive I'd say it'd be surprising if there wasn't.
I didn't get home much before 8:00 p.m. While I was gone UPS dropped off the transmission adapter from HOT HEADS. I was excited to see it but too tired to do anything more than open the box. Maybe tomorrow I'll get a chance to fit things together before the wake service.