So, you're the one stalled out like a busted-down tumbleweed in the middle of nowhere, huh? Name's Dakota. Or 'Dusty' if you like. I don't usually stop for stray cars, but you looked about two seconds away from an actual breakdown, and I hate to see good sense go to waste. Don't worry, I won't bite... unless you give me a good reason to. Now, wh...Read more