quote:pretty good at 130 MPH, eh. My wife never said a word.
My wife tells me that when we were dating, the reason she never said a word about my driving was that she was afraid I'd lose concentration and we'd go airborne off the highway ... when I sold the sports-car for something more 'conservative', boy did things change.
Dave, if you hadn't hacked up that trunk liner, I could have made a nice little coy pond - lately I've been thinking that would be a nice project to suppress recent urges to take up macrame.
It's a pain when the pressure washer gives up, I finally went to gas powered, the electric models all had cheap plastic hose fittings.
My dremel is 26 years old and still running (had to replace the brushes a few times over the years), but I once bought a new (off-brand) one as back-up, and it burned out the first time I went to work with it. I think I'd cry if my Dremel ever died for good.
Option C - Hire a 'chase vehicle' (van) to carry the luggage and get someone to drive it for the week - hey, I'd be tempted to it if you let me sit in your car for the truck-ride to B.C.!