Does it feel like to any of you that you are a death row inmate that just finished his last meal and recieved his last rights, the warden with his guards comes to your cell and tells you "it's time". Nervously and on jittery legs you stand up reluctantly as the guards put on the restraints to lead you to "Ole Renegade" as it's effectionately called around the prison. You've seen what it can do to a Turtle and a Wolf and every time you think about it you poop yourself a little. As you walk past the cells where you see the other doomed inmates; Canes, Gators, Cavs as they give you that look of despair knowing that they will be straddling the Seminole horse soon enough.....