Hazeron
Arch-Magos
Rcticwolf
(Alright, sorry about that. I see what you mean now)
After several minutes, Max had found nothing of interest besides the city; most of the land around the junkyard seemed to be desert and void of any landmarks. He carefully made his way back down the hill, and decided to look for scrap and spare parts in the junkyard. He was hoping to find something he could armor the windows of his car with, and some sharp scrap he could attach to his tires; the spikes would most likely help in damaging other cars if he drove into them from the side.
(Alright, sorry about that. I see what you mean now)
After several minutes, Max had found nothing of interest besides the city; most of the land around the junkyard seemed to be desert and void of any landmarks. He carefully made his way back down the hill, and decided to look for scrap and spare parts in the junkyard. He was hoping to find something he could armor the windows of his car with, and some sharp scrap he could attach to his tires; the spikes would most likely help in damaging other cars if he drove into them from the side.