Holed up in Fort Stockton for the night, the halfway point between El Paso and San Antonio. It took seven hours to get halfway on a seven hour trip.
Granted, I got here at 8, which left me plenty of time, but if the remaining half was going to take another seven hours, I wouldn't get to San Antonio until 3am. Plus, keeping my car right on the razor's edge (which is 1 mph under the speed where the car does a 180) for three hours (Van Horn to Ft. Stockton) has exhausted me mentally. You know the road is in a bad way when you're barely doing 30 mph and hanging on for dear life. The Lord really does protect His own.