Sounds like you hooked up with ebr898, cause those sure sound like some bikes he was planning to deliver when I last traded email with him. I remember getting literally buried in a blizzard in Norton, KS back when I was just a pup; it snowed for two days and it took another two days to plow the highway clear enough for two-way traffic cause the wind was blowing it back into the cuts about as fast as they could plow it out. Drifts like eight feet tall right across the highway for miles on end. The only salvation was the local Hostess delivery guy was stranded too and ended up stuck in the same motel as we were; the office had three big boxes of cheap and sleazy paperback novels so it was the start of my love of trashy pulp fiction and absolute hatred of Snowballs and Ding Dongs.