No worries, ghoster. I figured that's what happened to a lot of you. My parents tried to make it but were stuck for over an hour as well. I never heard from Hunterdan or John either.
Overall, I had a great time. Didn't win anything, but didn't expect to, either. Great to meet a bunch of you guys and put some names and personalities together with the screen names and posts. I was stunned at the amount of junk that was there. And I mean junk in a positive way. I could have browsed those rows for hours more and bought a ****-ton of stuff if I had had more cash, more preparation, and not been as tired.
We had PERFECT weather too, and the rides all looked amazing. I'm still stunned at some of those trucks.
As for my ride home with the fuel light screaming at me, it was interesting. Coming out (Andy was behind me, he can attest to this) we were crawling along at about 5-10 mph for about 5+ miles or so before I realized I might not make it to a gas station if I continued that way. I pulled off down a side street, trying not to break 2k RPMs. I punched "gas" in my GPS and it sent me on a three miles journey to a "gulf" station that didn't exist. It got the "You have arrived" message in the middle of a suburban residential street. I tried again, and the second station I chose also landed me in the middle of a residential neighborhood. At this point, I was desperate, I have never seen my needle that low (WAAAY below E) and figured I had maybe a couple of miles left before disaster, so I pulled over, walked up to some house and had the residents there direct me to the nearest gas station - which turned out to be (thank God) like 1.5 miles away. JUST made it. Remind me never to forget to fill up again.
ANYway, here's a few pictures I took from the day:
Stacks!
My rig (damn thing has never looked that clean. 8 hours of detailing woks wonders.

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High enough?
Oh, and Andy, thanks again for finding the emblems! I did them tonight. This one came out flawless, the second one was a bit rough, but I'm happy.