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I sucked down the icy air, but all too soon my lungs grew ragged from the cold. It felt like I was breathing in air from a red-hot furnace. My broken fingers throbbed, but that was the least of my worries.
The bulldozer stayed directly behind me. It wouldn't get tired. There was no way I could stay ahead of it, not with all the miles between me and where the Mackenzie entered the Arctic Ocean.
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Dedicated fans of Brouwer's previous works have a major disappointment coming their way with Oil King Courage. It seems all he did to write this book was Google "the basic rules of hockey" and "boring Canadian history". Even his usually incredible writing style fell through the ice on this one. To his credit, he did have a couple good laughs throughout and very faint glimpses at the grittiness he layers fast and thick on his epic thrillers such as Broken Angel and Double Helix. I've read close to 70 of his books, most of them two or three times, and I have to say this is his absolute worst book to date. Even his board books are better than this. Bottom line: don't read it. Please. It's embarrassing. www(dot)hornsponreviews(dot)webs(dot)com