We were on our way back from Oswego goin down rt. 1 just past the trucking company. All of the sudden dad slams on the breaks and I had no clue what was goin on, all I saw was some guy standing on the die of the road, pointing the other way. Then I saw a great dane barkin at him. We kept goin slowly til we got by um. Then we see this big rig
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