Chapter 1 - The Name of the Beast

That Damn Motoski was aptly named. She was a hellish orange color; an orange so intense to the eye that one always paused upon seeing her to reflect on hell. As in, “How in the Hell did they come up with that damned orange color?” Hence the Damn portion of the name.

Motoski is more commonsense. She had a motor (actually an engine because as my dad the engineer often corrected, “Motors are electric; engines run on fuel.”) And, she had skis. Well, she had two banana-shaped lumps of metal with handles welded at the tip. In retrospect, those handles should have provided a clue.