Together you and the shop over make your way into his truck and take off towards the edge of the city. The sun is no longer high in the sky and dusk is setting in. The other guy introduces himself as Tim while he floors the accelerator and attempts to dodge traffic jams. You begin to see scenes of horror flashing by you. People running from groups of zombies. People convulsing as their body is userped by the virus. Zombies running and jumping with aweful speed and height as they partake in the feeding frenzy. Some try to attack the truck from the side but you make use of your shotgun and hold them at bay. Around the next bend Tim swerves off the road to avoid a cluster of zombies in the middle of the road. They turn and give chase as Tim tries to drive through the woods avoiding trees. Then the truck smashes into a downed tree forcing you to get out and run. The zombies are closing fast. "Hurry Tim cries! Just a lil further!" The zombies are now only 50 feet away. There are five of them growling and gnashing their teeth. You ru with everything you have. They are so close now. You know the end is near. Only a few more feet and they will have you. Suddenly a spray bullets whiz by your head. You both drop to the ground as you hear Tim whoot "Yeehaaw! That there is Billy on his 50cal!" Behind me I see the zombies getting obliterated by the massive rounds as a second voice screams "Dats right yew turds!!! Eat lead!!! America!!! You stand up and see the speaker. He is a big ole dip spittin redneck wearning sleevless flannel. "Howdee-do!Quick! Git to the garage! We gots to GO!".... Entering the garage you see a racing stock car next to a monster truck. Bill turns and says " Well shoot! Which one should we take?!"..... Choose fast!