Today was a big day on the ranch. White Horse turned 300,000 miles. I wouldn't be the priest I am today without my trusty steed. She has gotten me to Mass, up the mountain, and everywhere in between.
South on 59 heading to celebrate Mass in Wright where she rolled over. Fitting place, I'd say.
I love what you do for me, Chevrolet!
Chris Ledoux said, "It ain't the years, it's the miles." The more miles the merrier, for me. That's where the stories lie. White Horse and I have quite a few. And I'm confident that quite a few more are to come. Let's ranch!
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