Musher Mark and I needed a bit of out of the house time, what with the annoying herdy bunny things and stuffs, so we took off for the Perryvale post office to get the mail and maybe do a little retail therapy, maybe get a facial and our nails done (ok, that's what I wanted to do).
We figured we'd take the Musher's Highlander since it hadn't been out on the road lately. It needs new tires and stuffs and frankly it could stand an air freshener while they're at it, I'm just saying.
So, we toodled down the mile long gravel road with no problem. Once we hit the real road, ol lead foot hit the gas and we were zooming along at about 60 mph and started to hear this strange noise. It was a cross between metal on metal and someone squeezing a gaseous marmoset.
|What is that horrible noise????|
|Dude, seriously, you need to check out that noise!|