The state just wants to move these vehicles out of their impound yard, so they will take any reasonable offer.”An hour later after getting to Albany..., we turned down Hwy 82 for a while. Stan pointed out the place we wanted, so Dad pulled into the lot and parked.There were a number of cars in the parking area, which Stan looked at with resignation, “Looks like everyone knows about the deals available today.” he grumped.We walked around to the back of the auction houses, where all the cars to be. A sudden screech from somewhere above him almost made him jump out of his skin, and he raised his head just in time to see a Jackal drop from the stairwell above him. The alien landed on him, grappling with him as it knocked him to the floor. The thing was far heavier than it looked, two hundred pounds at least, its sharp claws tearing at his BDU and glancing off his armor plating. He found himself on the floor with the alien on top of him, scrabbling at his belly with its taloned toes like a. Our dinner that night included an interesting vegetable that looked like a large version of the flower of a thistle bush. Señor Castro called it an artichoke.Sunday August 12, 1849We left after a hearty breakfast and a brief worship service by the Mormons. One of Señor Castro’s vaqueros rode with us, showing us the fastest route to Monterey. He also guided us around pockets of quicksand along the Salinas, or Monterey, River that we had to cross.Tuesday August 14, 1849Late this morning, we. As long as the car started and had decent gasmileage it was perfect. Sure his had a few rust spots on the hood andalong the rest of the car but it ran like a dream. The temptation topull a Dukes of Hazard across the hood crossed his mind but the lastthing he wanted was having to get a tetanus shot in the ass.So he ran around the front of the car and quickly hopped in and got thecar started. He made sure no one was behind him as he backed out of thedriveway rather quickly and sped off to his.