Three days ago Jenny Pacey got food poisoning and man was she a trooper. After evacuating her entire body of any fluid in any direction it would come out she rode in the car with us for a day and half until she felt better. We were delayed a bit but we still had fun feeding Prairie Dogs (they have really cute butts), seeing Mount Rushmore and driving through the Badlands. Tuesday we were making the final push towards Canada and we stopped at an Arby's to eat. I did not have my usual appetite but attributed it to excitement. While we were at Arby's I had a great idea! I taped my solar charger to the hood of the car and wrapped the end around the windshield wipers. It would charge and not blow away. Five miles outside of Arby's it began to rain. Jenny, who was driving, turned on the windshield wipers, like any one of us would. There was a groan as the windshield wiper bent against the strain of the tape and then a horrid sound as the windshield wiper began to drag my solar charger back and forth across the windshield. The car erupted, "JENNY!! Chit!!" and then a big long "oooooohhhhhhhhh" as the solar charger let go and flew into the median. Then more yelling, "Jenny we got to get off!", "I can't stop NOW!!", "Somebody mark where it was somebody mark where it was!!". Believe it or not we were able to retrieve it without MUCH drama. But the drama was soon to come. About an hour later that chicken sandwich I ate at Arby's was not sitting well. It was then that I realized Jenny had not had food poisoning. I began to squirm... maybe moan a little bit. And then I announced, "PULL OVER PULL OVER!!". It was raining hard so I grabbed Glady's rain jacket and headed out behind the van. It was not long before I was doubled over. THEN... oh yeah.... then something was knocking on my back door. There I was on the flat, open plains of Montanta with no where to hide and I had to..... and so I did. And as I did, as the trucks rolled by, I pulled Glady's hood up over my head.