"What the...?"<br/><br/>Never one to think overmuch in the heat of the moment, HellBabe slows down just enough to spin her bike in a half-cookie, then speeds back the way she came for about a block before spinning around again to line up with the back of a derelict vehicle-carrier with the ramp down and the derelict corpses of half a dozen Chevys on board.  Revving her engine, she launches the bike forward and up the ramp, intending to fly high in the air so that she can get a few decent warning shots into the Great Demonic Beast hovering over the local Ozzie's!<br/><br/>(Roll Result: MadPanda rolled: 3d6, keeping 1 dice,<br/>Comment: Daring Stunt roll<br/>Result: 3, 3, 2,<br/>Total: 3)<br/>