Was it around Laramie somewhere?
I seem to remember a Flying J and a TA at Laramie. But I think there was a locally owned place about 10 or so miles west of there.
Agreed.
Getting older sucks big time.
Little America.
There’s a big hotel, and a really good restaurant on one side, and a huge Truck lot on the other side. The showers were all done in marble, and had tubs in them.
If you didn’t have time for the Restaurant you could get the best charbroiled hamburger from the grill in the fuel stop.
There’s 2 of them, one in Cheyenne, and the big one 60-70 miles out of Evanston.
I was running behind a guy in MT coming out of Billings eastbound, and his engine let loose.
Snowing like a dog, I saw the engine parts coming, but couldn’t swerve for danger of landing in the ditch.
Flattened 2 drive tires with chunks of engine block.
Stopped to help the guy, and his block had a hole the size of a basketball in it.
All of his tires were fine, damnit. I growled about that all the way to Fargo. Quick $600 out of the pocket. GRRR.