
After a quick (kinda) Dairy Queen breakfast at the Flying C Ranch gas station and tourist trap, I was back to falling asleep at the wheel... No wait! I drove good. I did pick up some rocks for Keely and Emma at Flying C. They love the fools gold and magnetic rocks. I'm still kicking myself for not buying some fireworks. They had some GOOOOD s*** there.
Since the ride through northwest Texas felt like forever the other day, I decided to stay on I-40 when I got to Amarillo. About 3 hours later I was in Oklahoma City, OK. It looked like it could storm at any minute, and all of the storm chasers in their fancy convoys of black SUV's with all of the weather instruments started to creep me out. One tornado per trip is enough for me (see day one). Three hours south of Oklahoma City and I was back in a stormy Dallas, Texas. I set up camp inside the La Quinta just off I-20. Got to bed early, but ended up sleeping later than expected.
-- Post From My iPhone

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