My poor GPS system was confused. The route guidance was literally drawing circles on the display. The system's voice guidance, normally full of confidence as she announces directions and commands, was reduced to soft sobs of desperation.
I didn't care. We were heading in the general direction that we needed and seemed to be paralleling the interstate. Along the curvy, winding road, we found these two long forgotten work horses. I felt sad for them. I wonder if they once help build the nearby Interstate back in the 1960's.
