Jack slams on the emergency brake before releasing it and turning the wheel as he almost drove into another car and he's making his own attempt to get out of the way. "Shit!" he yells out and closes his eyes, the tail end of his truck clipping the parked car and sending his truck spinning from it's attempt to drift the majority out of the way. His attention was distracted when he was leaning over the wheel slightly and then noticing the light wasn't there anylonger, his corner going wider than he wanted to take it and causing such a collision. After a few seconds of spinning his truck comes to a stop, and he sighs while relaxing against the back of his seat, his adrenaline causing his eyes to stay shocked wide open as the rest of him begins to feel the strain of being constantly aware. "I realy hope this is a dream..." he says to himself before his sense of vertigo dissapears, opening up his door and looking to the side of his truck and noticing the broken rear wheel well as well as a nice and bent tire inside of it. "<em>Realy</em>hope this is a dream."