Just too slow to evade, the second guard quickly found himself plastered to the side of the car, helpless.  He struggled, but couldn't break the webs.<br/><br/>The armored car was still locked, and sturdy-looking with tinted windows.  But for the moment, it seemed to be ripe for the picking.  None of the frightened/intrigued crowd moved to approach him, though quite a lot were snapping photos or talking on the phone.  One enterprising young man was typing furiously on a GooseBerry<sup>(tm)</sup>smartphone.