Most importantly, she made it home. I have no nerves or fingernails left. I forgot to put cardboard under the ratchet straps where they could rub the concrete base. I fixed this at mile 80. People passed me all day long. I watched them in the side mirror, maybe one out of ten looked twice. At some point near mile 100 of the total 200 mile trip, somebody pulled up beside me with a sign that they were holding up. The sign had WTF? written on it. I grabbed a piece of paper and wrote "No WTF?, WFO.", and held it up so they could read it. Ahh, only so mutch time for fun.