Finally made it out of Wyoming. Fucking hills and wind everywhere. I’m proud that i drove from 7 or 8 this morning until around 6pm. There where lots of stops along the way, because white knuckling your steering is exhausting. I don’t know how people drive 80 with a 5% decline. I probably pissed a lot of Pele off driving between 55 and 65 mph the whole way thru i80. I’m happy we waited out the wind and I’ll be even happier when we’re on western time.
On a different note, my fiancé has excepted a friend request from his twin brother. Idk how i feel about this but I’ll keep you posted. If i wasnt so fucking tired of explain more.
Hope you all are doing well.