"You've got a point ... but then again, I'm sure the rest of the world has the same number of bullets and then some."<br/><br/>Simon bit at his thumb idly, waiting for the rest of the crew to slide into the cars. They were rare machines these days, a small fortune to be had by selling one and he had only seen and ridden in one once before. That was a long time ago though, and this wasn't the time to think about his backstory. Past. Whatever.<br/><br/>"A more morbid observation is that it really boils down to aim, doesn't it? Not saying you're a poor shot, please don't think I am, the blood I have in my body really needs to stay where it is, but despite the cake walk these people seem to think it is ... I'm a bit worried about on field wounds."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>