a friend of mine that is a floor cop in one of my housing units (I work at a state prison) calls my shop and tells me to come see him, says he has someone for me to meet he knows I'm a gearhead and says I'd thank him. I head over to the building all the while wondering who the fuck is he talking about, most of the people I admire are either dead or still living in thier own homes, anyway, I get to the building, he shows me the fucker's file and I'll be damned if it wasn't Michael Goodwin, the filthy sonofabitch that killed one of my all time heroes, Mickey Thompson! I thanked my buddy and left very saddened by the fact that all that's left of a legacy such as Mickey Thompson is this piece of shit in a cell. He's on his way to a general population joint, no PC for this piece of shit, he'll be on a level 4 mainline, that's kind of comforting in itself
