I haven't made the easterly trek across southern Minnesota in over eight years. When I was married it was a pretty regular thing, once if not twice a year. Four of my ex's five siblings and their families live in Wisconsin. I expect I90 looks pretty much the same. This time I'm just barely scuttering across the border, the mighty Mississippi, to spend some time with Sara in LaCrosse. I stopped at the tire establishment yesterday to get my lugnuts retorqued. Which sounds very, very naughty. Time to take these new basic blacks for a serious spin.
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