The Day I Died.

I see the truck bearing down on us out of the corner of my eye, I consider dropping our weight to my right, dropping down a few gears, and really opening that throttle up, red-lining the girl in an attempt to get away.

I had just gotten home from work, and my fiance of 10 days was almost ready. I’d said we would go somewhere for a drink and a bite to eat, as well as swing by one of my offsite warehouses. I didn’t want to though, I just wanted to lay down after a full-on day. I averaged 30 thous

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