Its 4 am. In two hours the gun goes off and I’m on my way.
The tracker is up at http://leg1.r2ak.com.
There’s 35 miles to Victoria, we’ve got a full set of sails, half a pack of beef jerky, it’s dark out, and we’re wearing sunglasses.
Hit it.
Because after you make all your wishes on that cursed monkey’s paw, you’re left with a fist and the horrible unintended consequences.
Its 4 am. In two hours the gun goes off and I’m on my way.
The tracker is up at http://leg1.r2ak.com.
There’s 35 miles to Victoria, we’ve got a full set of sails, half a pack of beef jerky, it’s dark out, and we’re wearing sunglasses.
Hit it.