Dad and I wake up around 5:30am because we had to meet a guy named Louie somewhere in Southern Indianapolis to put bandboards up. Louie had the plans, but we had all the wood. We load everything up like usual, and start rolling down I-69 to I-465. I start to doze off until I hear Dad cuss under his breath and begin to slow down. The van was
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