I always made bad choices in life. The older I got the worse the choices were. I was sure it was the last I had tasted freedom. I knew there was something funny about the drug deal I had agreed to. Now after being caught and found guilty of running an intercity drug ring and having an innumerable murder tally. I was being sentenced to life in prison without parol.
I was being transferred to the liberty penitentiary after being sentenced down in San Andreas where I was arrested. As the transfer van drove down the street and past the countless buildings I realized how ripe this city was for someone like me. After all it was the number one city that bought up my magic pills like candy. It was obvious that the law had no real authority in this city. The pure gold mine that this place was only made me more depressed knowing that i would never be able to dig into this virtual "Fort Knox."
At the time the only good thing that came out of being sent there was that I finally got to know what the city with most of my pill popping customers looked like. I thought that my luck had finally run out. But I was wrong. When the van sped through an intersection another driver decided not to obey the traffic laws and slammed into the side of it. The violent crash threw the police officer next to me out fo his seat, knocking him out cold. Seeing a chance to escape I took the keys from the now unconscious officer and freed myself from the chains then hoped out the back of the vehicle which had been busted open by the crash.
Now that I was out of the van and my chains I had to haul ass to be able to get out of the area before the cops came to take me back. Luckily the guy who had just run into the SWAT van flipped his car and was committing grand theft auto. As he pulled a man out of his stinger and climbed in. I thought he was my best chance to get away as there were no other cars in the area and the police sirens were already wailing. Before he hit the gas I ran over and jumped in the window just barely getting in. I pulled my self through the opening and sat down as he peeled out. "What the F!" he said "Just drive man I doubt you wanna get caught too!"
I thought he was my best way out of the situation, but I was wrong. This guy was on the run which meant I would probably do time any way.
"Shit man what the Hell did you do to get this much heat?"
"Why the F would I tell you!"
The man said as he fish tailed around a turn.
"Listen If you don't wanna get caught then at least make yourself useful and help me with the cops."
"What do you want me to do?"
He pulled a 9mm UZI out of his jacket "I want you to take care of the heat!" I grabbed the gun, turned around and shoved my head out the window. There were at least 5 cop cars behind us and the front one was trying to spin us out! I brought the UZI up and shot for the tires. I had horrible aim but since it was an automatic it didn't matter. I hit the right front tire, the patrol car spun out as a result causing the one behind it to attempt to doge and landed in a café that we passed.
I pulled my head back in and said
"2 down 3 to go!"
"Great!"
"I'm putting the top down don't ask me why!"
I hit the button to retract the roof of the stinger, then turned around and knelled down on my seat. I took the gun and emptied the clip through the retracting roof where the cop car should have been. The top finally ripped of from wind resistance (after all we were going 80mph). I bent down and picked up another clip out of the pile that the guy had dropped on the floor of the car. After reloading my gun the man yelled "Hang ON!" I grabbed the seat as we squealed around the corner. I took the gun and blasted away at the same cop car I had shot a little while ago, almost instantaneously the car burst into flames and became a racing fireball, it swerved and hit a building then exploded in a blaze of defeat. "Those things are built like tanks" I shouted as I knelt down to avid getting hit by the return gunfire that the last 2 cars were giving. "Don't I know it!" The man shouted as he power slid around another turn.
I reached down for another clip of ammo but my hand was met by the floor of the car. "What now? I'm all out of bullets." I screamed over the sound of the wind "One option left" the man responded