We limped in to Watonga Oklahoma, and pulled into a well lit Truck Stop/Convenience Store parking lot. Rachael and I parked at the pumps, and went ahead and filled up our rides. The rest of the guys gathered around the Dakota, which Darren had parked under the biggest pole light he could find.

We were at the intersection of US-270/US-281/OK-8, and OK-3/OK-33, there was another Truck Stop across the street. James made his way over there, and he managed to come back with two headlight bulbs and two taillight bulbs...what are the odds? Rachael and I were in the Belvedere, with the front buckets reclined against the back seat, when Boone tapped on the window.
"Why don't you guys go ahead to the next checkpoint, then sleep there and wait for us."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, we've got some wiring left to do, then we'll be along, but at least you can get those miles behind you".
I was groggy from my little nap, and nearly missed the left turn on OK-51A three and half miles later.