“Goin’ places that I have never been. Seein’ things that I may never see again, and I just can’t wait to get on the road again.” Aww, Willie, those roads appealed to a lot of us back in the day. I know they did me. I began driving trucks in Arizona in the mid 60’s, and it was my medicine. Now it is a dangerous drug. When I look back at the changes in the last 50 years, but particularly in the last 15 or 20, it is just mind-blowing. Once upon a time, I just couldn’t wait to get behind the wheel of most any vehicle and see what was on the other side of the hill or around the next curve. I know some of you younger readers will find it hard to believe, but once upon a time our highways weren’t so crowded as today. Once upon a time, automobiles weren’t cruising at 80 or 90 mph almost as a rule. Yeah, they would go that fast, but it just didn’t feel safe for very long. Down here in Texas, most interstates and even other roads have 75 mph speed limits. But if you lock your cruise control on that, you had better stay in the right lane, cause some big ol’ fwd pick-up truck is going to fly by you, and all its little hatchlings of small compact cars, zipping in and out like little chickens in the barnyard. Now that might not be so bad, if it was all wide-open spaces like people think Texas is, but nope, it ain’t. Traffic down here is thicker than red peppers in your chorizo. You folks up in Clay County have it really nice as far as traffic goes. Yesterday, we went to our local town about 6 miles down the road, Magnolia, TX. In that 30 minute excursion, you would have believed that we were in one of those big disaster movies where people park wherever they want, then cut you off in traffic and try to beat you through an intersection and pretend to be one of those movie heroes like Jason Statham or Tom Cruise. I bet Tom would be angry with me for not giving him top billing too. There is a section of highway in Texas called I-35 between San Antonio and Dal