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Monday, March 28, 2005 

Missoula

So I get as far as Missoula and my truck's engine, which has 80,000 miles on it, decided to disintegrate. The timing chain skipped a tooth thus putting the engine out of time and causing one or more of the pistons to collide with one or more of the valves bending or breaking the piston(s), valve(s) or both. Not good. 20 degrees. Wind blowing. Snowing. And nothing to do but lie in the back of my freezing cold truck and wait for 20 hours until my dad arrives with a truck and trailer to haul my broken, annoying, boat-anchor of a truck back to Spokane. More of this story later.

let us not forget the baguette here...

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