  I LOVE my truck! nbsp;  Earlier this spring,  I sold my gas guzzling peice of shit,  busted-
ass Durango and bought myself a beautiful 100%  American GMC pick- up truck.
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 Aside from deciding to buy my horse Dobby,  the pick- up truck is one of the best decisions I've made in the last 2 years.
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 Veronica ( named after the Elvis Costello song of the same name)  is much much more practical,  has a better fuel economy and will safely transport me,
 my horse,  my dog and all the crap we can fit into her short box where ever the hell we want to go!
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 She ( Veronica)  is a graphite gray GMC Sierra,  extended cab ( has a back seat)  short box 4 wheel drive,  1/ 2 ton&
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joy on wheels.
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 Growing up around horses,  I've always loved pick- ups,  so it really is a dream come true to own one!
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 The bumpy ride,
 jumping into the bed using the rear tire as a step,  the high celing,  flat winsheild,  the hollow noise the doors make when you close them. paradise on wheels.
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 The best part of the whole truck,
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 is driving with&
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my right&
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hand on the wheel and my left arm&
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out the&
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window.
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 To me,  hanging my left elbow out the window of my very own truck is much more satisfying than any sun roof,
 or&
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convertable.
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 Sadly,
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 this elbow out the window habit has resulted in a very odd trucker/ farmer tan.
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 The only part of my body that has a " tan"  is my left arm from the sleave down.
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 Thank god I don't get a very dark tan!
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 Ah who cares,  I love my truck and it makes me very happy,  regarless of any odd body coloring that may result.
