IRON MIKE'S BREAK TIME

They pulled himself out to the curb. A whole pack of Reds were waiting. The air was thick with the aroma of diesel and stale cigarettes. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long puff, and let out a cloudof smoke. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the world go by. walked by sped past Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prepare to step into the ring