They set off on their journey on Highway 71. He was first to have a stint behind the wheel. They were heading south through vast expanses of farmland. As they passed fields being harvested they had to shut the air vents because the air was so dusty. All of a sudden the car rocked violently from side-to-side. "What was that?", they chorused. Outside there was the signs of a mini-tornado receding. It must have been the gusty air from that, they agreed. They pressed on.
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