People don’t believe that I chased after people in the desert.
I rolled a Hummer on a high-speed pursuit in the Chocolate Mountains on the Mexico/US border and was ejected. I got amnesia from the impact, but besides that and some scrapes, I was fine.
People don’t believe that I chased after people in the desert.
I rolled a Hummer on a high-speed pursuit in the Chocolate Mountains on the Mexico/US border and was ejected. I got amnesia from the impact, but besides that and some scrapes, I was fine.
Tuesdays, am I right?
I really hope those weren’t immigrants, or this story would have a very different tone to it.
Nah, scrappers. It’s a bombing range and some people look for unexploded ordinance.