800,000 mile babe.
Virginia mountains in a 245
Callie took some great photos today.
The rest are secret…
Joe sold the 242.
The sound of the Diesel engine backing up to haul it off is making my windowpane shimmy in the frame.
I am sad about it.
It better be treated like the babe it is.
It’s hard to watch something you thought you were going to make better be handed off to someone else.