MIKE'S IRON BREAK TIME

He pulled the old rig out to the curb. A whole pack of Chesterfields were waiting. The air was thick with the smell of diesel and stale cigarettes. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long puff, and let out a cloudof smoke. He sat back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. wagging its tail passed him up Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prepare