He wished in his hindsight that he had a more active hobby. He could feel his back now even from driving. It had been about three days and he was wrecked. The last day even now he started taking ibuprofen and the pain now was defeating it. He had had his last one about two hours ago. So he’d need a bit more time. He was filling up his car now, he had to do it in sets now to not draw suspicion. His tank was legal, but he didn’t want people to remember him. Just let him drive through. He wanted to just blend in. So he had to fill it up in sets. A third here and a fourth there. Then he’d drive until it was almost empty. If it was self service then he’d just load up. Later in the bikes they’d just think it was a truck of something.
He was stretching now near the gas pump. Trying to prepare himself for the final push.
He was stretching now near the gas pump. Trying to prepare himself for the final push.