One of my uncles, (well he's kind of my uncle. He's my dad's brother's wife's brother) drives a truck. He's been driving a truck ever since I was very little.
Now we're passing Weed, CA coming home from Washington. Its so gorgeous guys.
Pink skies as the sun is setting. The stars are already out and sparklin'.
We're going to stop by a pilot truck stop to grab some grub.
Should be home by about 3am.
Life's good.
God is great.
Sunday, July 7, 2013
I love riding trucks.
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