When Axles Go Bad
At this moment I am about half way finished two posts, I’m working on details about my trip since I left Delaware on June 16, and the second about… The. Black. Tank. I’m starting this new post to tell you about my day. You may recall Sylvia went in to get new axles. I dropped her off in April before I took my trip to the east, and picked her up mid June; since then we’ve traveled about 5000 +/- miles….