As the sun rises on the new scene and it all slowly melts away.
Nothin makes better mud.
The boys (Indian Boy and Pirate) called me up just as it was getting dark and we headed out to the hills.
Nothing is more exciting then speeding through the darkness, mud flying everywhere, music blaring, bouncing around the truck. This was the whole purpose of 4-Wheel Drive being invented.
You know you got a good truck when it can slide over an 11 foot bank, land on its side, and then drive away.
Every new dent is a new memory and makes for a hell of a story later.
And you know you have a good friend when he will drive out in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night to flip you back over. Then dig you out of the ditch and get you home.
I can still see it now; the three of us standing there freezing and covered in mud and snow. Standing in the headlights, trying to dig our way out, pulling tow ropes out and pulling it back over.
That's a memory I'm going to cherish forever, I love those boys. haha
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