[He hits the brakes hard and just stares at the collision (Drive 6). With his hear pumping a mile a minute, Fred's words are sluggish as they try to break through the fear induced fog. He's a half second delayed to respond.]
...Not really. But I don't think I have much of a choice right now.
[Because that thing is fucking right there. He cuts the wheel hard to the left and hits the gas (not flooring it immediately because the last thing he needs is to send Fred sprawling). Apparently the rush of the situation finally let his instincts take over because he easily guides him around the stopped cars and heads towards the demon car (Drive nat 20 THANK GOD).]
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...Not really. But I don't think I have much of a choice right now.
[Because that thing is fucking right there. He cuts the wheel hard to the left and hits the gas (not flooring it immediately because the last thing he needs is to send Fred sprawling). Apparently the rush of the situation finally let his instincts take over because he easily guides him around the stopped cars and heads towards the demon car (Drive nat 20 THANK GOD).]