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So the end of the cross country trip was mostly uneventful save for driving through Northern Ontario in the midst of an itty-bitty snow storm causes much grief when being passed by transport trucks. It would have been ok but it was just enough snow to have the trucks leave monstrous rooster tails after they passed you, totally obscuring your vision and hoping the road did not make any serious turns in that brief instant of blindness. Another aspect of up there is that towns are pretty much few and far between, and as a consequence so are gas stations. I did not run out of gas there, but as it was ridiculously cold and windy apparently my car decided to burn more gas than usual and the 200km to the filling station I thought I could have made easily became a wheel gripping fear as I watched the gas light come on, and off, then on again. I was safe though as when it finally decided to stay on full time I could see the gas station in the distance and was not forced out to walk and or call in a tow truck. Mind you this was also after 15 hours/1600km of straight driving, so my mind was again lost to the driver/zombie persona so shortly afterwards I found myself a motel and checked in for the night. The next day I drove another 900km and made it home uneventfully, although snow covered roads are much easier to deal with when daylight is on your side.