ERC721

We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold. I remember saying something like I feel a bit lightheaded maybe you should drive. And suddenly there was a terrible roar all around us and the sky was full of what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, which was going about a hundred miles an hour with the top down to Las Vegas. And a voice was screaming Holy Jesus! What are these **** animals? Then it was quiet again. My attorney had taken his shirt off and was pouring beer on his chest, to facilitate the tanning process. What the hell are you yelling about? he muttered, staring up at the sun with his eyes closed and covered with wraparound Spanish sunglasses. Never mind, I said. Its your turn to drive.

Name

Raoul Duke

Owner

0xb73663fC324d238cFD14718Cf1C2c9200f4a3074

ID#3363

Rarity

LO:71%

Sex

Male

LO:70%

Fur

Grey

X-HI:8%

Eyes

Green

X-HI:14%

Eyewear

Aviators

EX:4%

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