Duck Shultz nervously drummed the steering wheel, as he slammed the shifter into third. His V8 Roadster crested the hill and screamed down the other side.
He hated these backwoods Vermont roads.
He much preferred the city. Riding shotgun with his Tommy gun while his goons made the beer deliveries. But this account was a big one. She didn't like late delivery. This account could get... Cranky. He couldn't trust the driving to his underlings up here. Duck handled deliveries to Wynridge Tavern personally.
IPA IPA - 7.6% ABV
THE STORY GOES...
Van sold his soul for a copper mine deep within the Green Mountains. Digging deeper and deeper, all he struck was... water.
Not to be deterred by this turn of events, Van did quite well using that mineral rich water to make beer.
He was stuck with those horns tough....
NEW ENGLAND IPA - 6% ABV