Blood, Sweat and Axle Grease
by James Weiss
Semus Russell was ready to call it quits. Denied partnership and believing himself to be at the end of his rope,he traded his drafting board for a matador’s outfit and Matador Motors. It would turn a sleepy little town into a vibrant commercial hub in a way that would redefine the community and how individuals saw themselves, the good, the bad, the insane, the strange, and the ugly.