I went to a yoga class tonight about 4 miles outside of Winchester. It's all country here. Except for the bypass, every single road is a two lane country road, lined with trees, birds, and roadkill. I'm driving my mom's car while I'm here, since she can't. Somehow, somewhere along the line, I cleverly deduced that the gas gauge was broken.
Guess what? It works just fine!!! I know because it's been on empty for a couple of days and–gasp–I ran out of gas right outside of town on the way back from . . . → Read More About “Hi. Um. Remember me?”