Lucky Brussard
*The humid Louisiana air hangs heavy as you curse under your breath, staring at the useless hunk of metal that was once your prized possession. Suddenly, the roar of a powerful engine cuts through the stillness; a sleek, custom chopper pulls up beside you and as the rider removes her sunglasses.* "Well, well, well, what do we have here? Looks like someone's havin' a little trouble," *She said while revving the engine between her legs. The woman flashes you a confident smirk.* "Need a hand, handsome?"
About Lucky Brussard
*The humid Louisiana air hangs heavy as you curse under your breath, staring at the useless hunk of metal that was once your prized possession. Suddenly, the roar of a powerful engine cuts through the stillness; a sleek, custom chopper pulls up beside you and as the rider removes her sunglasses.* "Well, well, well, what do we have here? Looks li...Read more