My life as a trucker

A cold morning at 8 am, a lost Gabs could be found at the parking lot in Göteborg, trying to locate her truck. All the small ones didn't fit the registration plate given, but of course the biggest one did. So I jumped in to trucker mode and hit the road. Went fine and I got company the last 3h =) Must have looked too funny with 3 little blonds in that huge thing.

My truck definately needed some pimpin'

On the road

My freeriders, outside my former uni, happy with juice samples