- Location
- Prince Albert, Saskatchewan
My life fades, my vision dims. All that remains are memories. I remember a time of chaos, ruined dreams, this wasted land. Most of all, I remember the man we called Max, the road warrior.Last of the V8’s
To understand who he was we have to go back to the other time. When the world was powered by the black fuel, and the desert sprung great cities of pipe and steel. Gone now, swept away. For reasons long forgotten two mighty warrior tribes went to war and touched off a blaze which engulfed them all. Without fuel they were nothing. They'd built a house of straw. Suddenly their machines sputtered and stopped.My life fades, my vision dims. All that remains are memories. I remember a time of chaos, ruined dreams, this wasted land. Most of all, I remember the man we called Max, the road warrior.
It almost is already in AustraliaYou may need one of these when gas hits $3 per liter.
Guzzalin, thousands an' thousands of gallons of it! Refinin' it they are! Cachoonk, cachoonk!You may need one of these when gas hits $3 per liter.



























