Chance Strike (chancestriker)
Resident Since: 2020-12-10 (3 years, 5 months ago)
Once up on a time, there was this guy that had no idea what to write on his about page. He typed and he typed 'till the keyboard came close to melting. With the smell of burning plastic in his nostrils he finally came closer to a singular truth.... Perhaps it was the chemicals messing with his brain or days on days without sleep causing a slight psychotic episode, but which ever might have been the case.. He finally realised that whoever came to the end of his text must be one hell of a person!
Link to this page: https://world.secondlife.com/resident/9cf0a873-3e3b-4565-ad42-0bf68de7d44a
