In a pinch, and sans cargo, it could easily handle twelve to fifteen people and still travel over smooth ground at a teeth rattling 40kph for two days...on a single charge. Heavy loads or more difficult terrain changed that operating range, but it was a capable vehicle for an undeveloped world.The mule was already loaded, their gear packed into crates disguised as mine tailing samples, something no miner would show any interest in. Tailings were the scraps left over from mining operations and. He put the old water pump on the ground and picked up the new one. He looked over at the sun and knew that he was not going to finish fixing the truck before the sun went down. The massage had been nice, but it had eaten up the little time he had to fix the truck.He leaned into the engine compartment while he said, “She’s nice enough to look at.”He slipped the water pump into the engine with a grunt. It didn’t want to cooperate. Of course, these kinds of things never went easy. He struggled. In fact there was not astitch of anything belonging to Victor in the cell. My body shook as ittried to understand the consequences of the scene before me.Where was Victor? Was he still here in prison or was he on the outside?I was never privy to anything regarding Victor, so there was nosurprise if he had been released without letting me know. But fear nowgripped me. If Victor was no longer within the prison walls, the preythat all these jackals hoped for was now available for the taking.They'd. Parfois même cela m’arrivait lorsque mes poussé de libido était trop forte de mettre un peu de somnifère dans le dessert de mes parents pour avoir de belle image de la chatte de mère quand elle dormais sur les transat sous somnifère je pouvais même écarter ses cuisses et enlever son strings délicatement pour prendre en belle photo sa chatte , cependant je n’avais jamais osé y mettre ma bite car je ne savais pas combien de temps il fessais effets et se que dirais ma mère me retrouvant en train.