by Narrator » Sun Mar 01, 2009 5:55 pm
The truck appears to be heading directly for the park, the driver swings out a bit and then turns, cutting across both lanes of road. In a few moments he'll pop up on the curb, and then be headed directly for the Geneva Memorial in the center of the park.
Meanwhile, thugs are indeed surprised, and they back up in fear, but they pull weapons forth. Most of them are armed with an assortment of improvised weapons, short clubs, lead pipes, large pocket knives, and so forth.
One of the thugs shout. "Look, can we bash up this... this fence freak or what?"
The leader checks his cellphone. "Just hold on! Wait till it hits ya, and then you can smash it all ya want."
The thug shouts back. "Bullshit, he's surroudin' us!"
The leader retorts. "I ain't losin' 100 quid on your account, and neither are the rest of us." There's a rumble of assent from the other thugs. "Now take the first lick like a man, and then we can paste em!"