Somehow, we managed to drag an entire 1952 Morgan from Stockton, California, to Daytona Beach, Florida, without any issues.
We decide to push through the last 850 miles of our road trip.
We manage to cross Texas—even after getting caught in Dallas traffic.
Not even tornadic-like weather can slow us down.
We weaved our way through stunning northern Arizona and southern Utah before climbing to the Colorado border.
We head out across the deserts of Nevada with little more than a couple of gallons of water and hope for a good outcome.
Once we finished pre-running the Golden State Tour, it was time to load up our Morgan and head home.
Finally, we got to see our Morgan. Was it everything we hoped it would be?
Death Valley is hot, but not hot enough to stop our infallible Suburban.
