Grandtaria wrote:Donroy Heltan: A man whom was currently doing three things cussing, bleeding slightly, and crawling from the reckage of his steambike, witch was doing currently doing one thing: Burning. He had crashed 4 meters short of an intersection, rear ended. He was currently 15 meters beyond said intersection, in said situation. He stood, and started sprinting as fast as his he could. He charged into the clearing screaming, "SAINT GEORGE CARRY ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He stoped as quick as he could, stood still for a moment, then kealed over, flat on his face.
Adelmo paused for a second, the he returned with a fire extinguisher and pulled the pin.



