Chapter 2

By this time we're already on the truck, rolling down the road listening to some rag-tag band. We're not really listening but its nice to have something other than wind in the background while we're jabbering. "So what's on today's agenda?" He takes another drag off his camel cools. "You remember my dad's semis and truck trailers sitting over on the base? We're moving em out, dusting em off, and we gonna make em purr." Ok, so this isn't so bad. I always did like working on big rigs. Don't know much about em, but just feeling their power running through me as I'm going down the road for me is a rush.

Well most of the moving went fine other than a few old parts still in the back of one of the trucks we didn't know about. Damn near broke 3 brand new sets of shocks, brakes, and cylanoids for a couple of old macks. Other than that it was a fun few hours. A hell of a lot better than i thought it was gonna go. We finished early and headed to mcds to grab a bite, get a pack of smokes, then head to the barracs.