They’re still here, and chased us to a rest stop in South Dakota. A dull and grey morning, but the wind was steady and soft. Lying in the lower foldout…

The way out of here is down this runway. When I drive Janet on it, I always think of Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, and how great if she could get…

It felt like this time with Janet was solitary and unproductive, but it isn’t either one. I’ve now spent almost as much time living in her at this airfield as…