Three hours doesn't sound like a big time difference. Until you look up and the moon's out at 9 in the morning.
And the water saps out of your body before you notice it. I can see how a trip out west can affect the little things you have to do right to win.
I've got a bad feeling in my stomach, and it's not just the nasty water here.
UPDATE: A commercial for the game just came on. Knowshon Moreno made me feel better.