Fuel for Thought

Oooo-wee, What A Week

The loads and miles kept coming, and the weather never let up. A 2900 mile week comes up only a few times a year, and this time I hit every kind of the worst winter weather in one solid barrage. It’s the first time in the van that I’ve been physically sore after a week of driving. The string started in Kansas City and worked its way through Cleveland, Detroit, Grand Rapids, West Virginia, Nashville and Toledo. I racked up enough check engine lights and codes that I decided to use this second week of negative temperature days to visit the shop and try to nail down some of these lingering issues.

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