Hi! My name is Avery McShane. I live smack dab in the middle of nowhere in Venezuela. My best friends are Billy, Todd and my dog, Mati.
Our adventures started when the bad guy Pablo Malo caught us trespassing and shot Todd in the butt with his shotgun full of rock salt . . . From then on everything got a mite out of control! Things got blown up, folks got kidnapped and there was a heckuva lot more gunplay - just like in my favourite western movies.
Looking back, it was a pretty cool adventure, so that's why I've told the story. I really hope you like it!
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