Johnny JOESTAR

This story is the tale of me starting to walk. Not in the physical sense … but in an adolescence to adulthood sort of way …

This is a story of revival … How I was literally able to start walking again … and thinking back, I was constantly praying the whole journey … even this cross-continental race by horse was a journey of prayer. Praying for the weather tomorrow. Praying that when when we wake up the next day there would be a road on the land. Praying that we would have food and a place to sleep. Praying that our campfire would light. And while these common things would repeat, prayer that my friend and the horses would be okay. And we crossed each river one by one. Now … I have crossed the final river.

The Spin … All hope … it’s all in the Spin! I want to know more … more about the Steel Balls …

It’s truly, truly been … a very long roundabout path …

I will never hand over this corpse! This has become my hope!