“Two turds with one stone!” shouted Ogre, making a fist of triumph. Several shots in his general direction had him ducking and running to… — David J. West Copy Share Image
“Iacocca? Outside of Wendover? Next to the damn Utah Tree. It looks more like a silver cigar.” “I’d” — David J. West Copy Share Image
“The colossal steel and concrete monstrosity was leaning forty-five degrees crooked beside the highway with those same eerie green flames sputtering about like ghostly… — David J. West Copy Share Image
