Disclaimer: don't own dbz or the fast and the furious or 2 fast 2 furious for that matter
Bulma looked frantically around, cops? Here? Now? Damn the local PD. She looked around for her team; Chi-chi was driving up with the dark pink racecar. "Get in," she shouted. Bulma didn't need to be told twice, she jumped in. They swerved off the side of the road following Krillin's car with was dark red with a pool table painted on the side (a joke Bulma and Chi-chi did because his bald head resembled a cue ball). They drove out onto Main Street only to find police cars blocking the way. They had set up road blocks, their cars and a dump truck sitting with its back garage part closed. "Dumbasses," Chi-chi glared. "Move over," Bulma leaned from the passenger side over to the wheel, "watch this".
"You're not," Chi-chi grabbed her seat belt. But she was. Bulma moved the car into third and road straight into the dump truck, which back was at an angle. Their car drove up it and literally flew over the cars. They landed hard, crushing part of their front end. "You're insane," Chi-chi breathed out, "that was some dukes of hazard shit right there". Bulma gave her trade mark smirk over to her, "god Chi, live a little"
"No thanks," Chi-chi tightened her belt, "you do it for me". But neither was watching the road, and when they looked back to it, it was to late. They we're heading for a full on collision with a Silverado, not that big but big enough to crush their dinky little two foot high one. They closed their eyes and held up their hands in instinct, a very bright light filled the car and…