I drove my '55 1st to the local farmer's market, and loaded up the bed with avocado's, iceberg lettuce, an orchid, bananas, macaroon brownies, brussel sprouts, chiles, strawberries, and a custard pizza. Then I came home. Thus I ensured that adequate lubrication is spread around vital metal truck parts until next week. That wore me out, so I'm going in to eat that custard pizza.