xx-xx-xx ep027 The Pony Express

for the thrilling adventures of lightning jib. It was a dark, moonless night on the plane, whose two mass riders rode past along the lonely trail. Oh, oh man, oh, oh. What's this, this is a trail?

Yeah, I reckon we ought to be showing up pretty soon, buddy. Yeah, it's a little even less. It takes about an hour ago. Yeah. Hold on, here he comes now. Yeah, he's George, I was there.

So keep that guy's rocking, he needs to see, he's got some time on it. He's playing a rifle too, man. He won't get a chance to use it. ? . one 5 one . four when .

.. one . four . three three . one . . .. . . . One ¿ He later said, he has to beg of a fleeing in the ground. And a little carriage. Sure. Well, this is a male park.

A new park? Yeah, this young bastard, a pony express rider. Mmm, beautiful. Mmm. Back in 1860, the United States government established a famous pony express to carry male swiftly on horseback from St. Joseph, Missouri, over the plains and mountains to Pacific Coast.

That was before the railroad and telegraph line spanned the great American plains. The impending crisis of the Civil War made swift communication between the oldest fates in California and their Saturday. The Ponyx Press Service was maintained for only 16 months if board was supplied by a telegraph line.

The animal's viewers were of course not ponies, but weak American horses. The United States Marshal lightning Tim Hipple and his deputy Whitey Larson were on the trail about laws when they heard cops down the trail.