Originally Posted by Karasene
Snapshot at the top of Snowbasin.
My arm filled with metal surgery from shattering my elbow this season.
Aaaaaaaaaaand... buying some more protective gear...
Yeah, that's me, Tracer Bullet. I've got eight slugs in me. One's lead,
the rest bourbon. The drink packs a wallop, and I pack a revolver. I'm
a private eye.