If we got off our shift on the frozen wastes of Alberta's oil sands, we'd want to get the hell away as fast as possible, but we'd be cautious before hitting 173 mph on the one road leading south, the "death highway."
If we got off our shift on the frozen wastes of Alberta's oil sands, we'd want to get the hell away as fast as possible, but we'd be cautious before hitting 173 mph on the one road leading south, the "death highway."
