There's something about rolling through the prairies just before dawn, coffee warm in hand, watching the sky turn pink over the horizon. Makes you remember why you do this for a living — even when you've got a 12-hour haul ahead.
There's something about rolling through the prairies just before dawn, coffee warm in hand, watching the sky turn pink over the horizon. Makes you remember why you do this for a living — even when you've got a 12-hour haul ahead.