IRON MIKE'S CIGARETTE INDULGENCE

They pulled the old rig out to the curb. A whole pack of Marlboros were waiting. The air was thick with the tang of diesel and stale cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long puff, and let out a clouda plume. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. just sniffing the air passed him up Tyson Vapor: Championship Taste Prepare