Big Iron

Previously

…I glanced at Sarah, who was watching me with an expectant look. “Well?” she prompted, her voice light. “Where to, Captain?” I grinned, the wind whipping through my hair as I rolled down the window. “Anywhere,” I said, my voice filled with a newfound confidence. “Anywhere this old girl wants to take us.” The F150 responded with a soft rumble, as if agreeing. The road ahead stretched out before us, a ribbon of possibility under the vast, endless sky. It was a road I hadn't dared to imagine when I first stumbled upon this forgotten treasure. Now, it was mine to explore, with my dream machine by my side. The journey was just beginning, and I was ready for every mile.