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I drove over 400 miles today on the way back home for break . . .
. . . and in the last 20 or so miles, my eyes started to sting, and I had to pull over and have the other person take over for me.
How embarrassing. 
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This kind of thing has happened to me, and it's pretty common. No shame in it whatsoever. In fact, it's good that you were responsible enough to cease driving when you noticed that your capacity to do so was damaged.
(I'm not actually that upset)
(I can't remember the last time I was this happy with myself for being able to do something, actually)
(Finals have still left me emotionally wrecked, but this was surprisingly easy)
I read the thread title as saying you drove 400 miles on crack.
Hahaha, how?
break = crack maybe?
Maybe it was the "back" part?
Like Alex said, it's much more responsible to realize your limits. 400 miles is a fuckload of driving. I did about 600 yesterday and I'm still pretty tired from it.
Yeesh, 600 miles is from one end of the island to the other, here. (838 if you use roads)
I could've kept going for a while if not for the whole stinging eyes thing, for what it's worth. But, yeah, it would've been pretty stupid to keep going like that, and I'm thankful that it was late enough that the road was pretty empty, so I could move across two lanes to pull over.
^^What's the old statement? Americans think 100 years is a long time, British think 100 miles is a long way?
Yeah, visiting family in Canada (and presumably Juan on wednesday)
Well, now I'm envious.
That reminds me that I still have to visit Forzabro at some point.
I had to drive about 200 miles home last night in a low-visibility monsoon headwinding everything right into my face. I was hydroplaning for like a third of the trip, and I had to wait for someone to be visible before I passed a semi because it kicked up so much standing water that I was basically blind except for taillights ahead of me. It was kind of terrifying.
> kind of terrifying
nominee for Understatement of the Year
Welcome to the Pacific Northwest. Shit's hardcore.
Wherever you are in Britain, you're never more than 79 miles from the sea, so yeah.
vandro is the closest IJBMer to me, or Juan if he goes back to Colombia. If I go visit either I'll talk to their friends and family about the time they and their internet friends had exciting discussions about cartoon ponies and moe batman.
Exciting discussing on ponies and moe batman. Sadly I wasn't in either.
I'm about to fly over 2500 miles for break.
>Implying I'd let an IJBMer near my friends and family
My heart has been broken.
Juan would currently be the nearest active IJBMer to me.
I don't particularly expect to meat in real life unless he decides to go to a prerelease or something.
I don't expect to meat you either, Nyktos.
Although now I wonder what you Canucks do during prereleases >
We spell poorly.
It is a tradition.
It may be hard to believe, but I am also a man of culture.
What can you see in Zaragoza?
I'm currently in south Florida but I'm usually in the DC area. Who's near me?
The closest IJBMer to me is... Legionnaire. And then Fuschlatz. But I've already seen them.
So I guess I have to go visit Alex next.
GMH, I live 40 minutes from DC and I go all the time.
I'm sure you're disappointed
> go all the time
TMI about your bathroom use
Anyway, where do you live?
I HAVE A BLADDER PROBLEM DAMN IT.
And Columbia, Maryland.