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December 15, 2018

She Wants to Run

I drove 400+ miles today from Richland to ... somewhere ... I honestly don’t know where I am, other than I’m in a motel by the highway just shy of Twin Falls, ID.

She hasn’t burned a drop of oil and she LOVES the 80 mph speed limit in Idaho. She wants to run.

Once I got past Dead Man’s Pass onto the flatlands, I could relax and enjoy the cruise as the sun set in the distance.

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Russell Viers

I'm just a guy who finds the world an interesting place and likes to capture certain moments with a camera. They aren't for sale, or anything. I just like them. Well, usually. I've taken a lot of photos I don't like, as well.

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