The helicopter exploded in a massive fire ball and I knew I was home free. I jogged the rest of the way home towards my apartment through the desert and reached home. I deposited my machine gun, pistols, and rocket launcher near the door in the weapons rack. Went to the fridge and got myself a nice cold Paps Blue Ribbon and drank that shit while sitting on the couch watching TV. To read more, go to <a href="http://www.autisticwritings.com/" rel="nofollow">www.AutisticWritings.com</a>