Bob: Wasn’t long before your dad had a whole machine shop up and running, where he could start putting together his new toys. For a guy who keeps ending up in charge of people, I swear Santiago was always happiest with a welding torch in his hands. Meeka: Guess I’ve never seen him happy, then. Bob: Oh, now look kid -- I didn’t mean that. Meeka: So what was Dad building with all that scrap you salvaged? Bob: ‘All terrain vehicles’, he called ‘em. Low-slung four-wheelers built for speed -- and war.
Bob's Wasteland Tales #5
by Bob