I bought my Tahoe for my 35^th birthday when my boyfriend was looking for a new truck for himself. I saw it and had to have it. I have always loved the color and liked the fact that it has two doors.

I think “Christine” (that’s what I call the Tahoe) has been wrecked before because she has a mind of her own. One time, my boyfriend asked me where I was going. I answered that I wasn’t going anywhere and asked why. He said, “Because your truck is running.” Sure enough, she went through a whole tank of gas, and boy, was it hot in there because the heater was on high. I found out that the remote start was jacked up and made it do that.

I used to have bigger tires on her. We loved the mud! There’s not a pond on this place I couldn’t get through.

She’s getting older and has a few problems and not looking as good as she did when I fell in love with her. All in all, she will be with me, no matter what.