I was getting tired of driving.I was getting tired of driving. We had started early in the morning and it was now getting dark out. Bob and Jan were in the back asleep and Anita was conked out against the window. I was getting punch drunk at the wheel and decided it was time to call it quits. I turned to the back seat and woke Bob and said, "Bob, I am bushed would you mind if you spelled me? The motel is just an hour away." "Sure no problem, pull over. |