It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of laughter, it was time for sorrow. The light inside the soul had extinguished the flame of youth. Destiny had past and doom was present, where had the cowboys gone?

At 32, I grabbed my keys, stuck it in and ignited the passion I once had as a youth gone awry. Laced up the boots and forced into gear, the path was now clear.

Full throttle. Straight as an arrow. Course was set. Destiny awaited. Eyes bulged. Human body. Road kill.

Part II

to be continued.