Just moment before leaving and feeling assured that indeed, the truck would roll. I had so much packed into the back and even the passenger seat to still drop off into storage, that I was having doubts that it would budge. Whew, off I went, filled the tires and was glad to see the bulging was pressure, not load. Hours later as highway hypnosis set in, stopping to nap in the back was so pleasant. Stopping at the Dragoon rest area, I could tell TW (my motorcycle) was eager to race up the hill. I resisted.
Light was fading and I didn't want to drive through Tucson at night. Did anyway.