Son, what in gods name is that smell?

Jack continued to strum his fingers against the steering wheel. He couldnt believe it was almost 4 oclock in the morning and he was due on board in less than an hour. His unit was leaving on an important mission and it was a big deal for all hands. Jack looked down at the speedometer before he looked out into the darkness again. He was going as fast as he could with this fog from the early morning... Little did he know that his morning was about to go in a very different direction! Read more about Jacks adventure as he is racing to base before getting underway with the Sea Guard. Its one morning he would rather forget. This enjoyable, yet gross short story does contain some adult language.