MIKE'S IRON BREAK TIME

They pulled himself out to the curb. A of Reds were waiting. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and cheap cigarettes. Mike lit up, took a long puff, and let out a clouda plume. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the world go by. wagging its tail passed him up Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prepare to step into the ring with Tyso