Brought to you once again courtesy of Bob Marley, Tito's Vodka, and the unrivaled elation that comes with reaching a check point in an arcade racing game without one second to spare. Yesterday, Arkansas was that kid behind the wheel at Chuck E. Cheese, down to his last token, parents ready to go, still giving Cruis'n USA hell as his indestructible jalopy careens all over the road toward that yellow line in the distance. Flashing numbers counting down onscreen toward an inevitable parking lot bath in hand sanitizer, and then, somehow, 45 more seconds of open road.
It happened three times.