Alternate title: "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"

I like to think I can strike a decent enough cool pose when needed, but I've rarely been accused of possessing the steely resolve necessary to pull off a proper action movie hero.

Ahem. In any case here I am, seeming to have found myself in some sort of Fast & Furious meets Mad Max situation, powersliding my Mustang out of the path of a massive rolling explosion that's about to explode into an even bigger explosion. Just gotta ignore the view in the mirrors, and stay focused on the racing line. And looking badass. Badasses never look over their shoulder at their own explosions.

Not that I know what's caused all this mayhem. Honestly, I was just driving along at perfectly safe and legal speeds when the world started exploding at me... no idea. Seriously.