Now I sit in Dallas till around 7 or so before I drive over to Coke. Wind is still blowing, but at least it's at my back! Nice day, traffic getting on my nerves...stupid people gambling with their lives in front of me. People think that I can stop fast because I have a lot of tires on the ground. Sorry, it's called forward momentum, inertia, I create my own energy. Nobody got hit, but they sure wanted to!