IRON MIKE'S BREAK TIME

They pulled the old rig out to the curb. A of Reds were waiting. The air was thick with the smell of diesel and cheap cigarettes. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long drag, and let out a clouda plume. He rested back on his pickup, watching the street go by. A dog A few cars Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prepare to step into the ring with Tyso