After pursuing the sound emitting from the passenger-front wheel, we found it was time to replace some brakes. Difficult to do amidst the Blue Ridge Mountains, we descended upon Roanoke and spent a few hours getting some brakes. (Sorry Dad, you'll have to visit again and we can go through the replacement of brakes again, because I forgot how to go about it.)
With ease of mind, we ascended to the land of wine and grapes at Valhalla. A year later, Kate and Jason appeared to be the only major change to have taken place.
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