Here is "my" truck. Ok, really it belongs to my friends Stephanie and Michael, who moved to Pensacola in January. For some reason, they didn't really want this gem of a truck. From the early 1990s, this truck is everything a truck should be- a cracked windshield, matte paint, a ripped out radio, and a touch and go ability to make it above 65 mph. While I had learned the mechanics of stick shift driving before, it was really this truck that made it possible. I love this truck. I am pretty sure it makes me 7% cooler, and probably 5.6% more Republican.
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do you honestly want to be any percent republican?
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