@travetthostetler98: Shavin bumpers. Watch for the sparks close to the end #peterbilt #loweredtrucksareuseless #catmota #chrome #low

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Nrvous :

Why look like grain hauler but way too cool and tall stack for grain hauler - confuse ungabunga

2026-10-29 18:16:22

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dibeau11 :

Watch out for ants and low crawling varmint…

2026-10-29 22:56:54

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devin_caselman :

Don’t you know there’s a fire warning…

2026-10-28 02:17:50

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D.Forsyth Ltd :

Awesome !!! 😎🚚👇🏼💨

2026-10-30 01:12:38

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stubby_____ :

no air don't care c'mon 😂

2026-10-29 10:01:37

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Tom & Jerry :

Very nice rig he’s got there. You could tell that’s a proud owner/operator!

2026-10-29 23:07:39

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Mark :

Hawt

2026-10-28 04:02:52

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Damon Hubbard :

If there’s interstate fires we all know why 😂 too cool dude!

2026-10-28 09:51:08

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Awujaheem69 :

13.995” now

2026-10-29 01:32:17

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Mickey Leal :

Load the wagon

2026-10-28 21:43:22

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Cameron LaCount :

2026-10-29 00:38:37

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zackary :

i swear you was in Joplin at the i80 truck stop on Monday. pretty sure that was you lol. made a video too

2026-10-28 05:03:23

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Nazo :

Yess finally I saw someone doing this again

2026-10-28 12:35:26

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Slow_R :

2026-10-28 23:39:54

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Jakcob :

CHI CHI BUGG!

2026-10-28 05:05:15

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Erik :

2026-10-28 04:25:46

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anthonyhcuriel215 :

Nice 👍

2026-10-28 05:18:27

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black_mamba_zx10r :

I love this truck one of the best ones out there!

2026-10-28 01:33:35

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Collin Halteman :

She spreading sparks cmon

2026-10-28 02:10:51

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StAiNd_AnThOnY95 :

Is that Chris old milk truck @anthonyhcuriel215

2026-10-28 05:10:39

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Tyler Everson🦆 :

😎

2026-10-29 00:55:02

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arthursmith0284 :

🔥😎

2026-10-28 20:33:30

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Griddy :

@Ashton Graber

2026-10-28 14:05:00

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731Sacha :

[Feuer][Feuer][Feuer]

2026-10-28 11:51:28

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