I just think back to the words of the Ol Porckchop express on a dark and stormy night when the thunders a crashing and the lightinings a flashing and the rain is coming down in sheets as thick as lead. Yeah you know what ol Jack Burton does when the earth shakes beneath his feat, the poison arrows fall from the sky and the pillars of heaven shake? Ol Jack Burton looks that storm right in the eye and says, Give it your best shot pal. I can take it.
