Day three was the worst of his traveling days. He ended up leaving Wichita, KS a bit later than he had planned due to the freezing weather. He was a little on the cool side most of the eight hours home as well as it being a bit windy. If he lifted his head up, he sometimes felt like his helmet was going to fly off. He finally made it home around 5:30pm after I had gone to work. That night he was too sore to sit and spent the evening on the couch and in bed. I was so glad he made it home safe and sound and didn't have any close calls!
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