Returning from Rochester & Points North, I spotted something in the rearview mirror that could have been either a Yellow Submarine or a storage tank. As whatever it was got closer, the view got weirder:
Huh. Who’d’a thunk it?
A stiff crosswind pushed them all over the lane:
I hope they arrived at their destination with the shiny side up and the rubber side down.
Mary clicked the camera for these.
The Smell of Molten Projects in the Morning 
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On a cross country road trip, I got behind several RVs towing Shriner’s mini-cars post-event. Your bears top that for weird. (OTOH, the truck hauling a fighter-bomber fuselage on Interstate 80 might have been odder. I think it was Soviet, to boot.)
A Soviet bomber on the Eisenhower Interstate Highway System. If we could turn irony into energy, we’d go carbon-neutral in a heartbeat…