<div class="floatleft">(http://images.buddytv.com/btv_2_800076001_1_590_-1_0_/10-characters-we-hop.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://orig00.deviantart.net/5611/f/2008/361/b/c/steam_truck_wip_1_by_chiaroscuro.jpg)</div><div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Jeremiah Wesson<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Rosy</em>'s Cab, Highway 13<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kendra, Crystal, Celes, Open<br/><br/><strong>Doing:</strong> Questioning his life choices.</div><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>It was probably a very good thing that Jeremiah was as distracted as he was with driving to really take notice of Kenda's unsolicited "improvements" the old Maxim. Otherwise, the girls and the Bandits might have been quite surprised to find the truck coming to a halt to boot three would be passengers off for breaking one of the cardinal rules of riding with Jeremiah.<em>DON'T FUCK WITH HIS TRUCK!</em><br/><br/>However, Jeremiah was distracted as he gripped the old rosewood steering wheel with a white knuckle grip as he watched the other dune buggies scattered like leaves before the might of the Mighty Maxim. The heavy turbulence from the Truck's passing causing them to be blown around like dust as Jeremiah continued to charge down the road towards their destination. It would take a while for them to catch up, and the next time they would be far more weary bout getting close to the massive rig.<br/><br/>However that didn't mean that Jeremiah could breath easily yet as the Marauders had even more up their sleeve as now they were bring up quick, and nimble hover bikes. At first they didn't appear to be much of a threat, but Jeremiah wasn't going to underestimate someone cause of what they rode.<br/><br/>A couple quickly managed to get up close to the cab, Jeremiah watching them cautiously as he waited to see what they did. Though it wouldn't be long as one of them began to spit fire at him. "FUCK!" He barked as fire washed over the cab, and engine. Instinctively he jerked the way away from the hover bikes that were spitting fire at him. While the fire was deadly, there was the added "bonus" of the flame, and soot from the flame obscuring his vision of the road ahead. And at the speed that they're traveling that was very dangerous.<br/><br/>Jeremiah either had to get away from the Hover bikes or do something about them. He racked his brain even as he didn't see what Kenda was doing. That was until a strange field suddenly enveloped Rosy, the flames washing over and not reaching the cab now. Clearing the windshield enough for Jeremiah to see that there was a sharp curve coming up. One that the truck couldn't possibly make at her current speed.<br/><br/>Jeremiah drove his feet upon the brake, and the Clutch causing the wheels of the Tractor, and Trailer to lock up upon the dusty road. The 100,000 lbs of weight shifting forward driving Rosy forward even still. Jeremiah's teeth gritted as he saw the trailer starting to come around in a Trucker's nightmare, the dreaded Jack Knife. A "Jack Knife" happens when the tractor of a Semi has to come to a stop, but the momentum of the trailer carried it around to fold on top of the Tractor. The results were often fatal as the Trailer would crush the cab of the truck.<br/><br/>Jeremiah grunted as he jerked the wheel away from the trailer as it was coming around and released the brake, and gas. The twelve drive wheels screamed in protest as they clawed for purchase at the dusty road. Trying to keep the Tractor ahead of the trailer, and get around the curve at the same time. The Trailer continued to come around as the Tractor started to drift around the curve. The weight shifting as the trailer started to twist, the one side wheels starting to lift up off the ground. Threatening to topple the trailer.<br/><br/>Either through Jeremiah's skill as a driver, or divine intervention...most likely a mixture of both. Jeremiah was able to make it through the turn, and straighten the rig out. However, the maneuver had caused quite a bit of drop off in the truck's speed. Jeremiah hammered down as more fire, and soot billowed out furiously from the large Stack just behind Rosy's sleeper.<br/><br/>Jeremiah would finally release the breath he had been holding since entering the turn.<br/><br/>(Not sure if I can actually throw some dice cause he didn't really attack, or anything)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> dice roll</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Mac84 rolled: 8d6<br/>Comment: Jeremiah trying to keep Rosy stable through the turn <br/>Result: 3, 5, 3, 3, 3, 5, 3, 6, <br/>Yang 4<br/>Yin 1<br/></div></div>