Argh!

As of right now, 6 am Central, I have 6 hours to go (323 miles) and less than 6 hours in which to do it and qualify for the Iron Butt Association. It's raining so hard that I couldn't see the overpass until I was past it. So I pulled over and parked at a Waffle House (they are as ever-present here as are 7-11s in Virginia). Rain is okay. I can deal with light rain, cross-winds, slick bridges, clueless woodland creatures, and even lightning. But when it's coming down so hard you can't see the shelter, it's time to have a cuppa and soak up some of that famous Waffle House ambience. Forecast: more of the same. All day. Bad timing I guess. Oh well, the coffee's good... Sent from Yahoo! Mail on Android