A car zooms by going one hundred miles an hour. The driver's face just a blurr at that speed. "Damn", Ross says as he works on your friend's car. In a half hour the car is purring like a kitten again. Now you can go to Libreville! The man asks if you have ever caught a gig at the Infected Scar Tissue? You and Nicolm say no. He says "Follow me", so you do.