Off the Road

Wyoming. In the middle of absolutely nowhere. Perfect place for the water-pump-something to break down on us. We started walking towards what we thought would be the nearest ghost town and the state trooper pulled over and felt sorry for us since we had been walking for quite a while in the wrong direction. Then we got towed to the delicious city of Rock Springs, about 50 miles west. After four hours of waiting, Team America arranged with a driver  to come and pick us up all the way from Fort Collins, Colorado. That man is a hero. We made the show and got on stage within a minute after arrival.