Chuck puts the petal to the metal and starts pulling away from the warehouse with the tires screeching as he does so. He weaves his way down the dirt road until it finally comes out to a paved road of some sort. Chuck turns right onto the paved road and says, "I have no idea where we are or where I'm going, but hopefully this will come out to somewhere familiar..."
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Date: 2010-04-02 08:42 pm (UTC)