"Start you piece of trash!" I yelled to no-one in particular. This obviously wasn't going to work and night had fallen a few minutes ago, I mind as well get comfortable for the night. I pulled some dead twigs and brush from the ground and started sparking them against the truck battery's contacts. As soon as it caught I put it under some bigger chunks of wood and sighed as they too, caught fire.<br/><br/>My stomach growled at me in anticipation when I pulled the can of baked beans out of my pack, I downed some of the pre-cooked goodness and sealed it up for later. I climbed into the truck with the door open for the fire's heat and fell asleep.<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>I awoke to nothing, I mean, what did I expect? I am in the middle of the mountains. I kicked some dirt over the used-to-be fire and packed everything up for travel. I flicked on the radio just in-case it picked anything up and started traveling again.<br/><br/>(Almost there)