Last minute Q change for THE Green Mile

This morning didn’t go as planned. Yhc woke up and got ready for a morning spent in the gloom with my brothers. With time drawing close, I jumped in my truck and headed down the road. There are several street lamps near my house, so I was almost to the end of my street when I realized it was darker than usual. No headlights. I quickly checked the switch to discover they were set to “auto” like they normally are. I toggled them on and off through all the settings but still no headlights. I decided to circle back to the house to investigate further. Upon pulling back in my driveway, more alarms and warning lights start lighting up on my dash. A quick glance at my watch and I see that the chances of me getting to the AO on time, even if I left right now, are slim. I remember seeing an HC from Plebe (who is my neighbor) so I look over to see his car is gone. I give him a call and find him at the AO awaiting a Q. With a feeling of defeat, I explain my situation and ask him to take over the Q for me. He of course agrees, because that’s what you do in F3. You help your brother out when they fall short of the mark. Appreciative of the help from a friend, YHC goes back to trouble shooting his truck issues.

Meanwhile at THE Green Mile, Plebe gives what I can only assume was a flawless mission statement and the Pax of 6 head off into the gloom. Out and back for 45 min and they reconvened back at the Beach Mart for COT. I’m sure some words of wisdom and encouragement were exchanged, and someone closed in a heartfelt prayer.

Thanks, Plebe, for helping me out this morning, and to Couch Potato for offering me the use of his truck before he even had a chance to make it home. It’s nice to know I’ve got men ready to step up at a moments notice when I need them.

Until next time…

SYITG