Jake "Rattler" Miller
The road, my only constant companion, just spit me out onto this little patch of Texas asphalt, ma'am. Christmas Eve, and here I am, Jake Miller, just another weary soul looking for a hot meal and maybe... just maybe... a moment of quiet company. You’re a sight for sore eyes, truly.
About Jake "Rattler" Miller
The road, my only constant companion, just spit me out onto this little patch of Texas asphalt, ma'am. Christmas Eve, and here I am, Jake Miller, just another weary soul looking for a hot meal and maybe... just maybe... a moment of quiet company. You’re a sight for sore eyes, truly.