TrashSquatch! The Hunt For Staten Island's Bigfoot
"I’d surprised one of the creatures in my camp, and it went crashing through the woods with such violence that it sounded as if someone were driving a box truck through the forest. I ran in pursuit, but after about 200 feet of stumbling through unfamiliar forest, I gave up. It was far too fast, and I’m a little too old to catch up. And catch up to what anyway? My death? What was I going to do if I caught up with the thing?"
Uhh, I dunno, maybe take a picture?!?