Today the weather was rain, rain, rain. I had to drive my neice, who was visiting me, back home. That's seventy minutes each way. I hate the trip and today I had to do it in the rain. There was one time when I was behind a truck whose rear tires were spewing so much rain behind him onto my windshield that I couldn't see a thing. I dropped down to 54 miles per hour, on a 65 mile per hour speed limit. Although I prayed and felt close to God, all I could think of was the song, Highway to Hell.
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