Brutal...it was in the days leading into the funeral services for my dad. I remember desperately seeking an escape on my cell while gathered with family to clean out his home, only to find a White Juan redux in NS. Blustery, cold (dry) unsympathetic month that was-
Maybe it ends up missing, but I can tell you all of the pieces aren't nailed at this range...doesn't have to mean it shifts in our favor, but this isn't 100% accurate as modeled, either. Lots of elements interacting here.