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Travis kept his head down for his own sake. His back and head were starting to hurt; and his neck was killing him. All of a sudden the cab hit a bump and nearly flung him to the front of the cab.
"Are are you l' right sir?" the cab driver asked.
"Yea...s-sure........I'm fine..."
He lifted his head up and and looked in the rear view mirror.
" O......oh my gawd..." he barely managed to get the words out of his mouth.
He ducked down trying to hide on the floorboard. All of a sudden two gunshots were fired. The car swerved and ran into a ditch with a sudden jolt. Travis looked behind him to see a shattered back windshield. One of the bullets had gone through it and lodged itself into the backseat. It was impossible to see where the two men were. He turned his attention to the cab driver, who hadn't really moved since they crashed. He shook the man's arm and looked at his face. There was a gash above his left eye, but he was conscious, well, sort of.
"Are you all right?" he asked, looking out the window.
All he did in response was groan. Travis was surprised they hadn't come up to the car yet, but that didn't mean they weren't going to. He tried his best to move the cab driver to the passenger seat so he could drive, but it was no easy task. After what seemed like forever, he got into the drivers seat and slammed on the gas. The wheels kept spinning in the mud and the car refused to move. He could hear shouts coming from behind. He put the car in reverse and slammed on the gas one more time. The car made a jolt with such force Travis almost lost control of the car. He swerved back onto the damp road and put the car on drive. When he turned the car around, he was staring at the two men, face to face. The two men stood their for a while, frozen, wondering what he was going to do. One of the men was on the ground, the other was standing over him, about to punch him in the mouth. They could see Travis' face through dirty windshield, they didn't understand what the expression on his face meant. They could see the smile that was plastered across his face, his eyes only adding to it, as he slammed on the gas.