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Johnny came in on his day off and busted out our job.
He got us apart and back
together before the first half of the Giants/Broncos game was over
which was both good and bad.
I missed the rest of the game, which was bad, but Johnny was 2 hours
under the estimated time of
completion which was great for beating the impending storm out west
and also great on
the wallet since I had squandered a good portion of my dwindling fortune
the night previous on
the nickel "Deuces Wild" Video Poker machines over in the Mardi
Gras bar at the TruckInn.
Anyway, I paid the men and we were on our way. Through Reno,
out of Nevada, into Kalifornia,
up Donner Pass and over the other side like a sprightly young lass.
The Clipper was running smooth and we coasted into Sacramento with
plenty of time
on our hands to catch the late games.
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