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Marcie and I got “stuck” in Vegas a few years ago when the radiator in my ’65 Riviera lost itself on the road home from Paso. It was a pretty helpless feeling as it was late Saturday night, no radiator shops were open, and I had to be back to work on Monday. After some consideration, I decided to hire a transporter to take the car from the Paris Hotel & Casino to my home in Norman, OK. I was nervous as hell, but everything went off without a hitch. My Rivi arrived in Oklahoma just a few days after I did and not a scratch could be found.

Of course, sometimes shit happens. It sure did for Unclescooby this morning. Condolences.