At 30700, in the family room, Mathias tries to punch me and it’s weak. I demonstrate a strong one, then start piling pillows to try to punch the bottom one out. I can’t get a good stack after a bunch of tries. We go outside to do the same thing with cars.
I’m riding on the front bumper going down the 224. I’m yelling at the driver (Al?) to pull off because I’m afraid a cop will stop us. He finally pulls over and I get into the back.