Week 27.3 – Plan D

Previously: As Digger and Cole Chen, Metalord, tried to escape police in a stolen ambulance, an old woman stepped out into the street in front of them. And now…

“Jeez, look out!” Cole shouted.

“Watch this,” Digger said, grinning as he yanked the wheel and hit the brake simultaneously.

The ambulance leaped into the air, twisting like a gymnast finishing off a tumbling run. The sound of the cots smashing around wildly in back almost drowned out the sound of Cole screaming as he hit his head against the ceiling. The ambulance soared over the old woman’s head through two complete rotations, then slammed down on all four tires again. It continued down the street at full speed, its shocks creaking as the top-heavy vehicle rocked wildly back and forth.

“That was awesome!” Digger screamed. “Like a skateboarder doing a kick flip!”

“What the hell, man?” Cole shouted, rubbing his head.

“What’s your problem?” Digger asked. “You did that kind of stuff to me all the way from San Francisco.”

“It’s fun when I do it,” Cole said, fastening his seat belt.

“I want to do it again,” Digger said. “No, wait.”

[blockquote type=”blockquote_quotes” align=”right”]He yanked the wheel hard and slammed on the brake. Tires screeched on the pavement as the ambulance skidded into a 180-degree turn. Digger hit the gas, and the ambulance shot straight at the pursuing police cars, which swerved desperately out of his way…[/blockquote]He yanked the wheel hard and slammed on the brake. Tires screeched on the pavement as the ambulance skidded into a 180-degree turn. Digger hit the gas, and the ambulance shot straight at the pursuing police cars, which swerved desperately out of his way.

“What are you doing?” Cole shouted above the bedlam of police cars crashing into buildings on either side.

“We passed an electronics store a ways back,” Digger said. “I want you to get a camera and film me doing that flip. I want to see it from the outside.”

“You’re crazy,” Cole said. “This is what people feel like when they’re with me.”

“What’s wrong now?”

“I can’t buy a camera,” Cole said, “because I don’t have any money. Because I don’t have any pockets. Because I don’t have any pants!”

Digger glanced down at Cole, then back to the road. “Oh yeah. Fine, let’s get you some clothes.”

He pulled the wheel hard left, and the ambulance slewed onto a side street. He stomped the gas, and the ambulance leapt forward with an eager growl, siren screaming. This street was narrower than the last, and the ambulance whipped by slower-moving vehicles too closely for Cole’s comfort.

“Are you crazy?” Cole shouted. “You’ll kill somebody!”

“Naw, if somebody gets in our way, I’ll just do this again.” Digger yanked the ambulance into another kick flip, higher and more impressive than the last, but the overstressed tires on the right side blew out when they landed. The ambulance listed right, but kept driving, metal rims shrieking against the pavement.

“Aw, hell. Sorry, dude.” Digger patted the dash. He shut off the siren and brought the ambulance to a stop in the middle of the street.

He and Cole got out of the ambulance, attracting stares from the gathering crowd. The police sirens grew closer. “So what do we do now?” Digger asked.

“You grab us another car,” Cole said. He pointed at a nearby clothesline strung between two buildings. “I’ll get us some clothes.”

Will Digger and Cole escape? What else can go wrong? Join us tomorrow for our next exciting episode!

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