houston the duck has docked in what appears to be a furnace here in mississippi, over. aberdeen was but a dream today. sliding in the town of west point, ms to take reprieve from the heat wave rollin through. apparently the devil was dancing double fisted with the tobasco today as the heat index found its way north of triple digits. glad and sad to see alabama fading away in the rear view mirror, another state down but one filled with good folks and good experiences. with luck, wounded duck will be resting in tennessee in two days for the roads here, and the drivers, are not first class. the bod and the bike are holding up relatively well so far and fingers are crossed that both will continue to do so. the daily hard count:
mileage: 56.7
time in the oven: 4:51
gatorade and snicker stock: up three points
slogan to represent race from responsibility part deux: "from barstool to bike"
orders of grits consumed: 2
manana looks much the same with temps laden with hot sauce.
duck out.
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