

Rachel was still cranky. She was sleep-deprived. Still heartbroken after having to part from her British lad. We took her to the United Kingdom to cheer her up...



Yeah, that didn't help so much.
Our Test Track FPs weren't good til 3:30, and it was 3:00 and we were ready to leave. Dad handed our FPs to this lady with three boys as we were walking out. We try to look for deserving people, and she looked quite lost. She was very appreciative.

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