I remember road trips from California to Wichita Kansas. My big brother in the back seat crying, 'Chris is singing again.' Dad said as long as I was singing whatever was on the radio. Ha, those were good times, I threw my purse out the window and that was so fun, we got ahold of the toilet paper and strung it out the window for rolls and rolls. Ah, those were the days... But the characters in these stories wouldn't say these are the days... no, they will never, none of these people laugh at their road trip adventures. Enjoy the danger....
