In short, I lost the motivation to do this once school ended. But I'm fired up again and hopeful that I can try to crank these out on a more regular basis. Now then, let's see if I remember how to do this…


Ah, the thrill of having no forseeable speed limits, the way the wind blows through your fur, yes sir, there's truly no greater experience than running in the desert. Except when you're chasing a pesky Road-Runner, like I am now. Fork and knife in my hand, I was slowly building speed, my utensils of choice at the ready. And right when I made my move and pounced… the Road-Runner was already at the horizon. That darn bird had evaded my grasp once again, and had once again absolutely shellshocked me with his running abilities. I was in such a daze that I didn't even realize that I was scratching my head with one of the hands that was keeping me off the ground. My one arm not being able to support me, I slammed my face on the road with a CRASH! I decided to make the most of the situation and start thinking up an ingenious trap.