Krik, the driver, stepped down, releasing a puff of fine dust from underneath his boots and with outstretched arms headed over to Rikolo, giving him a rib crunching hug. "How ya doin' ol' buddy? Thought I'd surprise you with a brand new project for us to fool around with." "Oh yeah? Looks more like you have the devil's work in mind for me, rather than a fun thing to do. Where did you pick up that piece of crap?"

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