Maximum Adrenalin
Aug 17th, 2012 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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Jordan Acker feared nothing.
He attacked danger with his shirt off. He used any tool at hand as a weapon, whether a mop or a bottle of mustard, and his kung fu skills sent would-be criminals running and impressed every club bouncer and traffic cop he encountered. His heart beat pounded in his chest more loudly than his fists bounced off the walls. When he drove, people dove out of his way lest they be heedlessly run down. He was the latest breed of action star.
At least that’s what he felt like while on one of his cocaine binges.