Greatest Of All Time

Billie Bob Taylor 

"What are you doing?" Benedito chuckled as he loaded our bags in the Cullinan. 

"I'm asking the ancient cowboy spirits to help me," I softly smiled before I focused on staring at the large charcoal car. 

"To help you do what?" he tilted his head to the side with a quirked eyebrow. 

"I want to drive," I gulped. 

I was sure you were wondering, was Billie out of his mind? What was he thinking wanting to throw himself into something he was absolutely petrified of? 

Well I was never one to be beat down and stay there. Cowboys were never tested by life, they tested life and I was not going to sit here any longer and be scared of a metallic can. Benedito carried guns with him the way I carried ropes and he had so much security you could not fart without them raising their guns.