We pushed on to Beebe, AR. The forecast was for rain, so we got a room at a motel. The desk clerk recommended a all-you-can-eat fried catfish restaurant, and we got there only a half-hour before closing.
That's the only evidence. It was delicious. As was the bread pudding, made with real 'nilla wafers:
My God we were hungry
And sure enough, as predicted, rain started just as we were getting into bed.
The day's stats: