Ah remember the ol days, creakin up the canones with them ol wooden wheels so hot they'd lak to ketch far. And ah say, even then, with all thet trouble tryin to git to the rendezvous place through a mess of ornery, mad comanche, it war better than to try to drive one of these here modrun innerstaat highways. Ah jes doan know how these trukker git licenses anyhow.
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