The Great Baseball Ride: We Drove Through a Tree.
“I want to go on a road trip. Just you and me. The highway, the radio, the blue sky, the back roads, and windows down. We’ll talk about everything and nothing. We’ll sing our hearts out, and we’ll make memories we’ll never forget. Just you and me.” Unknown We continue our drive north to Seattle …
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