It's time vertigo. You're on a train that's hurtling towards death, and you can't stop it, just hope that scientists can find a way to lay more track before you hit the end
It's time vertigo. You're on a train that's hurtling towards death, and you can't stop it, just hope that scientists can find a way to lay more track before you hit the end
The problem is that Old Charlie stole the handle and the train it won't stop going. No, it won't slow down, oh-oh.