text: You should never have chosen this road, it's the worst possible trail you've ever seen in your life. Roadkilled animals, full of dead ends leading to the falling death or harsh mud slowing you down and it's dark like your unlit office. 
  
  
  But those are nothing compare to what you're avoiding right now. There is a biker gang risking their pitiful lives to steal your goods and might even kill you in the process. Due to the condition of the road, you can't seem to find a way to lose these experienced robbers who are familiar with this area.
  
  
  You pull out your repeater and start to spread deadly painful yelps and fresh blood among them. They're criminals, right? Wiping a few scums is just the same work you've done.
  
  
  "Fuck! A gun, he got a gun! AGGHRRR!
  
  
  "A fat loot! Fire away, boys!"
  
  
  Your opening fire has started a shootout between a lone car and packs of bikers. Each shot traded equals a body part of someone rendered useless and you can only pray that you're not the next one.
  
  
  "Let's see if you like THIS!!!"
  
  
  "AGGGGGRRR!!!"
  
  
  "GET OUT OF THE WAY, FOOLS! ROCK ON THE ROAD!"
  
  
  A rounds of bullets start to fly towards you and shriek their destruction power into your ears. A gatling gun! And they're not afraid of using rapid-fires even with the front row being in the way, they want your life!
  
  
  You have to think of a way!
  > You aim for the holder
  You suddenly has this urge just to stick your head out and aim for one who is firing at you. Hearing all those screams from their fellows being used as targets practice by the shooter slowly boil the anger inside your heart, you're always despite these kind of scumbags, coward and lack any responsiblity whatsoever. Strange...you of all people should be thankful by this. After all, is the fact that they're literally decreasing their own numbers down a good thing to you?
  
  
  "LOCK AND RELOAD, BABY!!!"
  
  
  Making use of their obvious free shot giveaway, you decide to risk your life. What's a better way to protect yourself other than being a badass while at it too?
  
  
  Oh hoh, you're cute...a batshit crazy type of endearing actually. You seriously need some help when you go to hell.
  
  
  Taking a good look at the shooters thanks to the motorcycle's light reflecting on them, you quickly pinpoint the huge crank-driven bastard. Without wasting any precious second, your tongue jingles by itself 3 times and both your hands join in the harmony.
  
  
  "He is there! Bastard's sticking out!"
  
  
  The bullet comes out flying and...It would be a real wrench for you if this missed.
  
  
  "AHGHGGGGG!!!"
  
  
  ...It seems like you hit your target's...jaw or something, you can hear him screaming and some of motor's engines dying down, the gunfire has been ceased too.
  
  
  "BOSS! Boss got shot!!
  
  
  Holy...What the...
  
  
  "Shut the hell up! Chase after that son of a bitch!"
  
  
  "BOss! Boss!...Boss??!!! Don't scare the group like that!"
  
  
  A gentle and pleasant feeling sweeps over your inside, to think you actually did it, you, a normal average Joe who hasn't received any training on how to operate or shoot a gun. You have cleaned another despicable piece of shit off the world!
  
  
  You drive far away with terrific handling skill, your car is like aviating through the roughness of the terrain. The odds of you surviving yet another chase wasn't very much but you have actually passed it with flying colors!