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Forgot to mention that fortunately, I'd dressed in layers. Was a bit nipply as I gained altitude to 6000' elevation but the roads were clear and dry, the snow in shady spots made me look for non-existent run-off, did not see any LOE's until I was heading home on I17. I'd peeled off the leather coat, after a leisurely lunch in Prescott and was down to a tee shirt for the last 100 miles. According to Accuweather, it had gotten to 83° in Mesa and was a sweet 78° when I pulled into the garage at 5:15.
The day was SOOOOO much better than any excuses I could have come up with for not doing it.
I WANNA DRIVE!!
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Karlos
"In the Land of the Pigs, The Butcher is King"
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