Two hints that you're driving to Oshkosh:
Hint 1: You're stuck in Chicago traffic.
Hint 2: You're stuck behind some dude pulling a helicopter.
These are a couple of pics from the rib building workshop:
And completely apropos of nothing, here's the odometer on my Miata crossing a huge generational demarcation. It's officially an old car now:
Still runs great, though.