Beat Gary back to Chicago by about an hour. Face still hurts from all the grinning during the runs. Took the dragon out on Monday at a slow and leisurely pace. The copilot is not a speed fan and certainly does not want to hear the tires talking. Anyway, the slow pace allowed me to see the scenery for the first time. It's a real pretty run. Passed 3 flocks of turkeys. Glad I didn't see them at speed. The squirrels seemed to believe they were bullet proof. Must be the crotch rockets that keep them scared away during the day.

I am always amazed by the locals driving any old thing fast through the twisties. Who would have guessed that a pickup with a canoe strapped on the roof could go that fast? Then there was the huge truck towing a big trailer pushing us down 28.