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When the one-eyed snaked attacked, the two friends forgot to check their
footing. Jimbo lost an arm and a leg to a mine, and it looked like his buddy
Frank was about to lose even more. One could argue that the odds where against
them.
“Finally, some action!” Jimbo joyously exclaimed, trying to build a makeshift
shelter using his own blown-off leg and hand as a crude tool. He had always been
one tough son of a minfig.
I tried to toy a bit with directional elements to add a sense of movement to
this one. Criticism always welcome.
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