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Days Gone By

When I think back to when I started dating Randy, I can remeber the thrill I felt sitting in the cab of that big rig. I loved it. The iron just seemd to purr when you fired it up. She knew she was heading out and just loved the open road. Randy did too…once upon a time.

There was a time when the truckers had respect. Yes they had a name for being a little wild too, but you could always count on a driver to stop and help you out if need be. Just think back to the stories you have heard over the years about the knights on 18 wheels.

This will be continued…

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