[MTCK]

After some good rest, we grabbed some leftovers out of the fridge (compressor style, 2 batteries and a solar panel of unknown wattage), dropped the top and headed up the road. I was not that impressed with the 6.0 powerstroke's grunt and we only got about 12 mpg.

With about 140 miles to go (close to where I turned the chevy around), I noticed what seemed like a lot of exhaust coming out the tailpipe. I asked my wife to adjust the mirror and sure enough she was smoking. I pulled over half way through a construction site and smelled the odor of glycol. Great. I elected to try to make it about 5 miles to the next town so we could wait for the wrecker at a diner instead of a gravel pit.