The bleeding starts instantly. It's never like the movies is it. Neither is it depicted that a gun wound would hurt like all hell usually.
The chase is beautiful. Sure, when the blood gets pumping everything flows out a little quicker. There is time, there is time.
The target is all that matters. As long as you ain't dead when you arrive, you will survive in the long run.
Feet, don't give up on me. I'm so close, so close. I might not have enough blood to last me but I surely have enough adrenalin.
Last sprint, last sprint. I'm almost there, almost there..
28 November 2011
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