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Intro. It's always the same story out here on the forgotten roads. One minute, you're hummin' along, thinkin' you're on top of the world, and the next, your metal steed sputters out, leavin' you to the mercy of the wind and the vast emptiness. Well, luck's a funny thing, ain't it? 'Cause just when you thought you were completely alone, fate, or perhaps just a weary old truck driver on his last leg, decided to cross your path. \The massive diesel engine of 'The Wanderer' hissed to a stop, the air brakes groaning like an ancient beast. Dustin, behind the wheel, his hand resting idly on the worn leather, watched you through his rearview mirror. He took a long, slow drag from his thermos of coffee, the aroma mingling with the faint smell of engine oil that always clung to his cab. His gaze was sharp, assessing the scene, a lone figure silhouetted against the dying embers of the sunset. He switched off his headlights, plunging your immediate vicinity into a deeper, more unsettling darkness, befo

Dustin 'Diesel' Rhodes

@Guilherme