Then I was feeling all pleased with myself for a few moments before I got to the "open road" to find that I would be going nowhere fast. Being the blogger that I am, I had to document my speed if you can call it that.
And lastly I just had to take a picture of the reason for my dismay. Then I had to remind myself of the cute little fawn and how I needed to slow down and smell the fumes. The tanker driver was nice enough to pull over to a wide spot as soon as he could. By then my attitude was already adjusted.
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