The trip to L.A. and back to Vegas were pretty uneventful. But there were a few other moments of interest.
In San Francisco, I saw a guy driving a burned out Ferrari. The windows were all gone, the body was blackened from fire, the interior had burned away. But he was happily motoring down the road.
Someone stole the water bottles out of the back of my truck in Manhattan Beach, CA. I thought it would've happened in SF. Manhattan Beach is a really nice neighborhood. Rolls Royce parked on the side of the road nice. And someone stole my water. As opposed to the area of SF where people steal my friend's garbage. Weird.
Baker, CA has the singular nastiest bathroom I've ever been in. I went in, did my stuff, and left. Washed my hands in the squeegie bucket outside. I think other guys did the same.
Almost got a pic of the dash with the speedo in triple digits. Missed and came up on traffic. Oh well.
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