[Jamo]

Reminded me of a drive Jeff, Mark, Master(bator) and I were on coming back from Mt. Rose to the south shore of Tahoe a few Snakes to the Lakes ago. Cold driving rain in the late afternoon.

Mark pushed on ahead on street drag radials (don't ask).

Jeff and I have always held to the belief that we didn't need no stinking windshield wipers (or top for that matter). Every time we came around a corner and were headed west, the rain covered windshield would turn opaque. We used our senses of touch and ears...if we felt gravel, we knew we were too far to the right; if we heard horns, we knew we were too far to the left.

Master had wipers, and followed us. Told us we were driving weird...we hated him.