While driving home from Reno yesterday, my son yelled "Mom, that car has a TB on it" as we passed you. We slowed down, you sped up, we sped up, you slowed down... Once we got close to you, there was no way I could read the numbers going 65 mph down the road... Thanks God for the agricultural inspection stop!! ;-) We got right behind you and were able to read the tag no problem... very cool!!! Thanks for the fun!!!!