Well you know there a moment that moment in your life. You get the feeling after you do something good. There is another moment...that the good thing you did is horrible. But let me tell you what happened. I was 17. I was mountain biking on an old Cherokee Indian village. There was a fire out in the distance. I went towards it ,and met an old spiritual leader. He told me my fate... bad part is I didn't listen to his advice. Now i'm my words and breaths are limited but I can still tell you of a little story.
After that i went off to Canada with some buddys. One of them was Russian and said he was taking us to a special place Chernobyll.
