Back around 78 or so, Pappy McShifterson rustled up for the clan a slightly rough 72 Dodge Titan motorhome, a Class A, a big 30-footer. Looked like a barn with a flat roof. It had a big Dodge V8 o’course, and a thirsty’un. Why, Pappy would say that if you left it running while you fueled up, it would never get full.