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There we were, Ekka and I... travelling down the Alaska Highway and listening to badly mixed cds. I drove and she talked and then she slept and I nearly fell asleep at the wheel.
I lasted until Fort Nelson, where I put too much oil in the car and it began smoking. Hours of cramped sleeping, I started again.
Darkness fell. Over 24 hours of driving with no helmut and little sleep. The desperation of the Subway men got me thinking about odd things at 3am. I began to see things... I saw Muppets, flying at the car. I was frightened and pulled over.
Trippin'... thinking I saw muppets. They crawled up into the car. And even the Racist Monkey Puppet and Dr. Moody couldn't save us.
That's a real road Trip.
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