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“FUUUUUUUCK!” SAM YELLED, SQUIRMING IN his seat, trying to think what he should do. Outrun a helicopter? No. Get close enough to transfer to one of the pilots. Hell, no. The road dropped off steeply almost immediately on the left side of the car down into the valley and rose almost immediately just as steeply on the right side. His only option: race down the road straight ahead.
A few cars passed him going the opposite direction towards the now defunct checkpoint.
A quickening volley of thunks in the taxi’s rear followed by two explosions brought Sam’s attention back to the moment. The back end of the car dropped as the tire’s shredded rubber flew off the rims. Sam fought to follow the road’s sharp left turn around the mountain face as the car swerved wildly.
The metal rims of the r
