Unraveling the Chaos: Clarence Wall’s Shocking Journey Through a Turbulent Childhood
From his sitting position inside the cab of his pickup truck, which was up against dense layers of bushes, he didn’t see anything unusual, certainly nothing that might have collided with his own vehicle.
Whatever had struck his truck couldn’t have been a very large object, he surmised; maybe an animal or a rock, perhaps a piece of wood, or pieces from bushes bordering the narrow highway. Such incidents—objects and motor vehicles colliding with each other—were quite common on these types of roadways.
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