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My Beautiful Self-Driving Truck Left Me
Now all that’s left are my tears and a country song
I swear there’s nothing more fun than to go off-roading with a personally custom-built truck. My truck is a high-end road monster with a 707-hp supercharged 6.2-liter V-8 engine sitting atop a set of nearly 1 yard high tires. It can go 100mph on the back roads and handles high speed turns like a racing car. It's equipped with internet, powered seats, hidden storage for your hunting rifles, and all the bells and whistles you could ever want. But the best thing about my truck is the fact that she is a computer controlled voice commanded self-driving vehicle.
When I’m out hunting, all I have to do is tell Maddy (that's what I named her), to track and follow that deer. In the meantime, I’m prepping up my hunting rifle. We spent many a glorious weekend doing this and we never had more fun in bagging a deer. A self-driving truck sure has its advantages. Maddy never talks back, always responds positively, she is beautiful to look at, and never failed me. She is all a country boy could want. If Maddy was a real human woman, I would marry her faster than you could spit out your tobacco chew! I love my Maddy!
Then one Saturday, the day of our hunting trip, I got up late. I was going to get up early and feed some oil into Maddy as she was about a quart low. The sun was going to rise in…
