Finding a hidden swimming hole after the GPS took me three miles down a "road" that was mostly jagged rock.
$84.00 at a dusty station that smelled like diesel and old jerky.
My brother's old photo sits on the dash, a reminder that he’d have loved this risk. I think he was laughing when the transmission temp spiked.
Finding a hidden swimming hole after the GPS took me three miles down a "road" that was mostly jagged rock.
$84.00 at a dusty station that smelled like diesel and old jerky.
My brother's old photo sits on the dash, a reminder that he’d have loved this risk. I think he was laughing when the transmission temp spiked.