I knew it was coming. That dreaded day that we did just a little too much with my precious Tahoe on our new ranch property. Friday was the day. As we drove to Dallas we stopped at our place with excitement to see our new fence. The place was finally fenced in to our property lines and we were thrilled. The fence looks great. There's a gate to open to get to our land now from the county road. In our excitement to see as much as we could we (Ryon) decided to drive thru the mud up the hill to see more of the fence line. It had just rained. Alot. Everything was fine, and then we slid. Into the barbed wire fence with the front of my precious Tahoe. Ryon quickly started getting mad and pretty panicked as he tried to reverse and the barbed wire was simply just going down the front of my car. He rolled his window down and as he saw it I think I could see a tear somewhere in there :) I quickly told him to stop, and to jump out the window, haha, and I would drive the car down the hill while he pushed the car away from the barbed wire. (So he was on the other side of the fence.) He decided this was a good plan :) Slowly but surely we were able to get the car down the hill with no more damage. It's cut pretty bad. Luckily we have the Z71 edition though so it went into the tire "covers?" instead of the actual metal. And while Ryon was jumping out our car window and over the barbed wire fence he cut his arm and was bleeding everywhere. Oh the joys.
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