Category Archives: Motographs

“I told you to get that damned junk out of the shed!” Raindrops began to fall over the dry property. “You’re lucky it’s raining, mother-fricking-nature just bought you another day to get this garbage out of here before I burn this rickety piece of crap to the ground.” The considerable man stomped away through theContinue reading “Motographs III: Burn Day”

“You know, the volume knob on the radio turns by itself when you change the volume with the steering wheel controls.”

And so he polished.