Last night I was definitely in redneck territory (Wichita Falls). Around 1 am, I heard hooting and hollering and loud pops outside, and saw flashes of light. Apparently some idiots got drunk or something and decided to tear through the Motel 6 parking lot shooting off bottle rockets. I also later heard they smashed someone's rear windshield. Not mine, fortunately. Fucking redneck assholes. I also heard someone yelling at them about calling the police. Good thing, so I didn't have to.
The trip today was relatively uneventful, but hot and dry. Also a bit scary, as US 87 is an undivided highway with one lane each way and a speed limit of 65 for parts of its length. Fortunately, starting tomorrow, the rest of the trip will be all interstates.