Trust me, if I could drive that fast to get out of Texas I would. But instead I go 60-65mph.
It’s prettier already.
The 358-mile drive seemed very long, hot and windy, but I crossed the border.
And made it all the way to Benson. Home tomorrow and praying for a tail wind.
My brain is still on Texas time as I write this. Maybe I’ll be better in the morning.