Big Red chewing gum tastes like my childhood.
My dad would chew it, and when we'd ride in his company truck, sometimes he'd give us a piece. his truck was big and white and cold and there was mud all over the floor. it would rattle when we rode and there was a car phone in there. sometimes he would let us push one button on the car phone.
the windows would roll up and down manually with a crank. i always thought that was so fun.
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