 We were just on this long, long journey with the U-Haul and my F-150 with all the dirt bikes in the boat and everything. We're exhausted, and my dad's behind me. We're coming in on some highway. I don't remember what it is, but it goes into Zell. And sure enough, his boat cover on his boat starts flying off, and he's panicking. And we got walkie-talkies, and he's saying, Kev, we got to pull over. I said, well, it's not safe. Just hang on a minute. And he's really, really getting anxious. And I'm thinking, I got to find somewhere to pull over fast. You know, this thing's going to blow.