New Mexico part deux So we started heading back towards the West coast in our quest to find the long lost better brother, Alex. Our mission was simple, Head west, try not to be stopped by police again and reach Las Vegas by 8pm on June 20th where we would pick up Alex and a brand new replacement Mustang at the airport.... We had only a few days to the pick up day and great deal to fit in. We had a stop over in Albuquerque, where we played some beer...

The hilarious thing is we really could have been drug smuggling murderers and all we would have had to do is speak in our English accent and any policeman in the states wouldn't give a fluck. As soon as we spoke, he just waved us on. It seems they only stop people from certain ethnicity typings. I decided to continue driving for another 100 miles to the next town, instead of stopping at our planned stop. Half on a whim, half as the planned stop looked like ...