IISO I WAS DRIVIN’ UP to Cagga in my old MRAP 8x8. It was really two front ends stitched together with a special-built 18-foot trailer in between. A Cummins diesel in each end. Cab was on top, and she unloaded from either end. I could drive from either end, too. Only the back end had some overnighter quarters for me and my dog. And those had to be stripped down as they were ‘spected coming and going. Since I was up front, I couldn’t leave nothing that a ‘Specter could make off with - even though I had cameras on everything. (One time, some damn fool tried to make off with my bunk. But then he found it was welded down. So he settled for trashing my cushions and blankets, cuttin’ big holes in them. Said he was lookin’ for Contraband. Dumass.)
Anyways, me and Fido (look, you name your dog wh
