I love old trucks.
Sam Walton must have loved them too, driving an old pickup even though he owned billions. When i find the winning lotto ticket on the ground one day, i want to buy a 1940-ish truck and cruise. So when I was walking into Bryant's for breakfast and saw this old chevy, I hit the jackpot. It had the wear and tear of a hundred thousand miles and the rust to show it worked every inch of them. I snapped off a quick photo and bought a sausage, egg and cheese biscuit. It was a pretty good morning.
Heartbeat of America
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