1966 Chevy C10-Dakota A.

Around my 15th birthday I was riding around the small town of Poteau, Oklahoma. We were driving down Main Street when I spotted an old red truck sitting on the side of the road with a sign on it that read “For sale.” We had pulled over and I knew that I had to have it. As we were driving it home we weren’t able to stop without the truck dying but we eventually made it. Me and a friend of mine spent about 2 years restoring the truck almost replacing every part with just a little bit of blood, sweat, and tears. Before we knew it we were done. It is now my daily driver and it turns heads everywhere I go. I couldn’t imagine driving anything else.