Date: 4/8/2016
By craig-bert
Running from bad guys. There were three of them and three of us, and we were all in our own individual small cars. I mean tiny cars. It seemed like we were in the British countryside and there was a point when we could see the bad guys, it they couldn't see us, and I was busy trying to think my way out of it. I knew we couldn't beat the bad guys, and so we had to run. But the other two were slow and I got ahead and had to wait. They were like lyiong on the ground and bolt doing anything and it was getting me agitated. But I wasn't the closest to the bad guys, so I was alright.