[scott123]

The first day we started it was one our brutal late July early August days here in NC. The kind of day that punches you in the stomach when you step outside.

My son was sweating profusely as we worked. He was 14, and said I'm going to nanny's to get a Gatorade. I told him to bring me one.

I tease him today, just turned 22, that I am still waiting for the Gatorade.

My pops turned me onto the 72's as a kid. He always had one as long as I could remember.

I do like that truck and hopefully you can find a really close green when you get there.

I'm digging the green.

Scott