We arrived safely but extremely tired.
Soon after we crossed over the North Carolina boarder, it was thunder storming. Lightening, hard rain, and the booming thunder made it feel like we were driving through the wrath of God. I noticed bikers were stopped under the bridges. It was a good idea as we drivers were have never have noticed them. I could barely see the car in front of me let a lone a possible biker.
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