[djmcmath]

It's remarkable how unfriendly the freeways have gotten. I ran out of gas in my old VW once and was pushing it along. I made it several miles, no foolin', before one guy stopped and offered to help. In fact, in all the times that that car had died by the side of the road, only one other person had helped with it, and he was a Pelican who I was supposed to meet for lunch.

But that's a different story. I was driving from CT to VA in my bug, and was in Delaware when the throwout bearing died on me. I called the Pelican that I was planning on meeting for lunch to tell him I wouldn't make it, and he said, "No problem, I'll be there in 3 hours." No foolin', he drove from DC to Delaware to pick me up, drove us both back to his place, then handed me the keys to his truck and let me drive off. He came down later that week to get his truck back from me. Talk about banking up karma!

Dan