Still I recall the time when the world was driven by black gold and mighty nations bloomed like desert flowers in the morning light. Those times are gone now, cast away in a blistering inferno. The world set ablaze by the power hungry.
War machines consumed the earth like devouring locusts. Without fuel they were void, soon the great machines fell silent. Cities crumbled into fear. The able took to the roads to plunder and scavenge. The brutal took over again ready to wage war. Men feed on men.
These were the days of the road wars. The days of rebuilding. These were my memories. These are your days.
Warning: Road Wars contains mild adult content.