*breathing a sigh of relief that the truck is no longer a danger to our operation I relax a little on the accelerator* "Well Garrett, that's one obstacle out of the way, now we gotta hope that this old Ford gits us home okay. I'll just drop you off and then I'm going home and git some shut-eye. I'll see you in the morning to figure out how much is going where. I overheard Boss tell Rosco that there's $100,000 in that bag so it will be interesting to see if there is. You can't believe anything he says even if he was wispering to Rosco. What are we going to do if there's more than that? It does look like a perrty big sack-o-loot. Did that truck or the feller drivin' it look familiar to you at all?"