I RECKON only the cosmos could know whether I’ll ever pull my finger out and learn to drive. I decide to let the randomly generated runes of Facade.com give me a clue. Promisingly, I’m dealt Raido, the rune of riding. Less promisingly, it’s reversed.
Anyway, here’s a very good – probably the only good – song about runes.
Keeper? Nuh.
Hey man, now you're really living 