Soccer is the name of the game.
I work from home and take a half day try and get a jump on the traffic and drive to Maryland.
Kyle txt at 12ish and asks if he can stop at home before we get on the road.
This day in history "On November 16, 1901, a spare, low-slung car called the "Torpedo
Racer"—basically a square platform on bicycle wheels—breaks the world speed
record for electric cars in Coney Island, New
York. The car's builder and pilot, an engineer named Andrew Riker, managed
to coax his machine one mile down the straight dirt track in just 63 seconds
(that's about 57 mph; today, by contrast, the world speed record for an electric
vehicle is about 245 mph). The battery-powered Torpedo Racer held onto its
record for ten years."
Setting no records in the ride to Maryland. At the start of the trip, we are making good time and I excited to make to Brooklyn in about an hour. Even the belt parkway is merciful. We get over the Verazzano in under 1.5 hours.
Staten Island and New Jersey are another story. My hip and leg hurts now. It is a frustrating ride into NJ and into Delaware. 6 hours and 290 miles later we reach our destination. To our surprise, we made better time than most of the other drivers on the team.
Soccer, and the long drive to Maryland. We go out to get Kyle a grilled chicken ceasar salad. As usual I fall asleep watching the news at around 1030.
Photo of the day "Long Drive to Maryland"