Partnership for a Jetman Free America

Jetman is crack.  My senior english teacher would be proud of my use of metaphor (I did not use like or as, therefore it is not a simile).  My intent is to play one game a night to try and top my personal high score, but that game turns into 45 minutes until my eyes are watering and my neck and back hurt from straining to see the obstacles as they whizz by at near lightning speed.

My pursuit of cheesy flash video game excellence is what consumes me right now.  Well, not so much my own excellence as much as the domination of a fellow Jetman junkie, Travis.  Tonight I passed the 3000 point barrier for the first time.  Then during the same game, passed the 4000 point barrier.  My heart started racing, because I knew that the 5357 that had eluded me for so long would soon be in my jet dust.

Banana Man exploded at 4445, but not before he had dominated Mr. Tom's Shoes wearing Gabe and his 3989.

So let this be said;

the gauntlet has been thrown down.

But I have answered the challenge

and answered with vigor. (obscure movie quote reference #1)

Trevor