I am connected to this giant, so big it does not fit in a picture, truck, in a way that defies description.  This is my truck.  This is the steering wheel.  Honestly, I can barely believe this is my go to the store vehicle.  We live in a Patio Home community not a ranch.  This truck just barely fits in our garage.  My stylist's boyfriend said that the closest you will get to the sound of a fighter jet engine is listening to the whine of the diesel turbo starting in the morning.  What?  I love my truck.