"Do I want to know.." The Liquidator yelped, practically spinning the wheel to avoid hitting the oncoming cars.

"She's up!" Cried QuackerJack.

"And she's hurting my.. babies!" Bushroot sounded more than a little peeved.

"Well, do something! She's shaking the whole car!"

"Do something? LIKE WHAT!"

"ANYTHING!" To further illustrate the severity of the situation, the car veered back onto two wheels, and began sending sparks up all over the place.

"At this rate, we'll be lucky if we make it back to Negaduck's in one piece!"

"Yeah, that way he'll have more to chew out, Sprout!" Mr. Banana Brain yelped at Bushroot.

"Well, calm her down, we're almost there." She roared again, causing QuackerJack to jump into Bushroot's lap, and shriek.

"Not gonna happen Licky! Just drive fast!" The dog nodded, and pushed the pedal down as hard as he could. "Oh no.."

"What now!?" Bushroot yelped, tossing the screaming QuackerJack into the back with the vixen/lion.

"Well, the only reason I could drive before was because of the cement mix, and the bucket on the pedals..."

"Uhuh?"

"The bucket just fell off the brake."

"Oh, fantastic."