IRON MIKE'S BREAK TIME

He pulled the old rig out to the curb. A of Reds were ready. The air was thick with the aroma of diesel and stale cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long drag, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He sat back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. A dog A few cars Tyson Vape: Knockout Flavor Prepare to enter the octagon with Tyson