One time I went in to work at 6:00 A.M. and ran a special order for a customer until 3:00, then I rented a trailer and hauled the load to Iowa (about 6 hours one way) I drove straight back and got back to the shop around 4:00-5:00 A.M. the next day. I was so tired it was insane. I hopped in the 930 and drove home for a couple hours of sleep but I hit a squirrel half way home. I went about a quarter mile before I had to stop, turn around, and go back and run it over real good a few times to make sure it was dead. See, I have a soul
