After pushing it to get as far as possible, I decided to pull in before dark and find a motel. The skies were looking ominous, and it was already an 800 mile day. I checked in, covered the bike, grabbed a bite, and shortly thereafter, the skies opened up. Major downpour, 40 mph wind gusts, severe warnings, etc. glad I got this one right !

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