"It’s an investment in 'never getting stuck again,'" he had argued.
As they headed back down the mountain, the truck sure-footed and steady, she looked at the triangular treads biting into the Siberian landscape. "Glad you didn't buy that boat instead, Dad." buy mattracks
He crested the ridge where the road ended and the wilderness began. Trees were snapped like toothpicks, and the drifts were six feet deep. Any other vehicle would be a tomb by now. But Elias just kept the RPMs steady, the tracks churning through the white void. "It’s an investment in 'never getting stuck again,'"