So, we’re traveling west, making stops along the way. One of those stops was in North Platte, Nebraska. Cute little town. Anyway, we got up and hit the road at exactly 9:00 am, which was kind of early for us.
We got on the Interstate and drove for about 75 miles before we needed to stop for gas and bathroom. As we pulled into the lot of a gas station, I looked at the clock and it said 9:06 am.
I was like:
