Cruising down Rt 90 in South Dakota, doing a Chief solid of 60-65 (in an 80 mph zone), Scott was at the wheel when we started to smell something. Scott characterizes it as "sweet". It didn't smell sweet to me...
Back Again Scott’s been on me lately. “Why have you stopped writing... again?” That makes me happy. He likes the blog. So do I. Here’s the thing, we’re homeschooling, traveling far too much (I still overestimate how much can be...
"Hey, got a minute?" Scott to me. I was lazily getting ready to take the kids to Pink Camp with Grandmom. No rush. No hurry. No worries. "Yup, what's up?" Scott, "Um... there's fuel dripping out of the Chief onto...