I made a trip from 100 miles into Maine, to the beginning of New York state, but at 1am right after New Years Eve, into that morning of Day. By the time I was getting close to New York, the white car in front of me had morphed into an small passenger airplane, and the lights along the side of the road turned into giant chrismats tree decorations/balls.
Yes, never drive tired. And yeah, everyone else in the car had falled asleep, which was not a good thing. As soon as I hit New York I yelled at my then girlfriend to wake her sister up now, cause I was done.
Yes, never drive tired. And yeah, everyone else in the car had falled asleep, which was not a good thing. As soon as I hit New York I yelled at my then girlfriend to wake her sister up now, cause I was done.