Understandably, we field a lot of questions these days. I get it, we're weirdos. No issue (and generally I get a kick out of them). There's one that comes up consistently in almost every conversation. Based on my uncanny powers...
Yesterday Scott and Nate had the opportunity to engaged in some creative problem solving. They arrived at our new DMV in Texas to register The Chief. Scott had every piece of paperwork needed, apart from one... the bill of sale....
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...