...nice and comfy, I kid you not! Don't need a gun, just one of them squirtin' flower dealies. Pulled into Tonopah and they'd shut down the friendly Pakistani motel at the edge of town and Tonopah Station wanted more than I was going to pay at the Tropicana for the next night so I ended up at the Clown Motel. The feller that ran the place collected Clown stuff! Honk Honk! Nothing normal like we collect. Sheesh.

BTW, I start looking for a motel after about 850 miles or so...congrats to you guys on making it CLEAR TO TONOPAH!!!!!!!