Oct. 31st, 4 am. We stopped for gas at the Buffalo Ranch in Afton, Oklahoma, a particularly photogenic truck stop. The Oklahomans are working on their highways, which makes driving more difficult. The highways are lined with rumble strips that are too easy to hit in this truck. It's dark, and there's nothing to see but the highway signs. It's been raining, mostly just a drizzle. It poured for a few minutes, but stopped before I could find a place to pull over. I went over a pothole ( chuckhole? I don't know what they call them here ) that actually made the truck roll for a bit, but everything got back to normal in a few minutes. I also knocked over a traffic cone, or smashed one--there are so many--but no mark on the truck.
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