I got started about an hour after the Ambulance and thought I'd catch up to them but that didn't happen. As I was driving through St Louis, the 2.7 is my dad's Sebring decided it didn't want to run on all 6. I limped it to Hannibal and took it to a towing company. It should be here shortly. Stupid 2.7 Luckily my best friend drove 10 hours yesterday to see Owen and turned around and followed me home today.
