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WE HAVE BECOME PART OF SOMETHING MORE COMPLICATED THAN YOU OR I WILL EVER FULLY COMPREHEND. WE DONT JUST BUILD TRUCKS. WE BUILD FREINDSHIPS. WE BUILD OUR DREAMS. WE HAVE AN UNWRITTEN AGREEMENT TO NOT FALL VICTIM TO THE NORM. WE DRIVE OUR TRUCKS LOW AND HOLD OUR HEADS HIGH. PEOPLE MAKE FUN OF US FOR SPENDING HOURS WORKING ON OUR RIDES, BUT ARE THE FIRST TO SHAKE OUR HANDS WHEN WE ARE FINISHED. I WANT TO BE THE GUY WHO ALWAYS HAS TO BUM RIDES OF HIS FRIENDS 'CAUSE HIS FRAME RAIL FELL OFF FROM DRAGGIN TO MUCH I WANT TO BE THE GUY WHO ALWAYS HAS GASHED NUCKLES, BRUISED AND BLACKENED FINGERNAILS. I WANT TO BE THE GUY WHO GOES TO SCHOOL WITH GREASE ON HIS HANDS AND ALL OVER HIS CLOTHES BECAUSE HE WORKED ON HIS RIDE SINCE 4 A.M. AND BARELY GOT TO CLASS. I WANT TO BE THE GUY WHO ALWAYS HAS A NEW SHIRT ON THAT HAS SOME KIND OF TRUCK SLOGAN SUCH AS: STOCK HEIGHT!? FUCK THAT SHIT. WHAT DO I WANT TO BE WHEN I GROW UP? THE SAME THING I ALREADY AM: A MINITRUCKER."