I was 16 years old and alone on the rim rock, coming home for the yearly family reunion on the Box S called Boxes in the soon to be new state of Colorado. Coming down from the Mogollon Rim, I took the trail to one of the old line cabins. It should have been empty but someone had been there before me. I didn't think anything about it, my dad was always hiring new hands. They came and went as the seasons changed. I put up my horse and went fishing in the creek, caught me a brace of nice two pound brookies. Back at the cabin, I was held up at the point of a .44 Russian and told I was trespassing/ when the yahoo heard my name, that's when all hell broke loose---
Dieser Download kann aus rechtlichen Gründen nur mit Rechnungsadresse in A, B, CY, CZ, D, DK, EW, E, FIN, F, GR, H, IRL, I, LT, L, LR, M, NL, PL, P, R, S, SLO, SK ausgeliefert werden.