Story II
...mighty hangover. "Self," he mused, "you should know better than to mix hallucinogens with Newcastle." Throttle to the floor, he headed on towards Portland, where he knew his buddy Luke would hook him up with...
some killer smoke. After that, he knew he wouldn't care about rust, his massive rig, Lorena in her S2000, or anything else. Little did he know, the piranhas were waiting. So he said to himself, "Self, let's hit the road!" and off he went. Days later, he pulled into Luke and Brian's place, and ...





