IRON MIKE'S BREAK TIME

They pulled the old rig out to the curb. One of Reds were ready. The air was thick with the smell of diesel and stale cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long whiff, and let out a clouda plume. He sat back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. walked by cruised by Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prepare to climb aboard the championshi