Every so often, my friend and I would make to 70 mile drive to Pullman, Washington, which was 7 miles away.  Something happened that bent time-space and made it the LONGEST drive of your life.  But, Pullman had something that Moscow did not…Daylight Donuts.  They were so good!  We had a three donut rule.  If you exceeded said rule, you paid for it with intestinal cramping and pancreatic shock.