A story from a parallel world. The enemy did not disappoint John - a motorcade of five cars was flying at a decent gangster speed, only slowing down a little, with the intention of dashing into the turn. And the mothers didn’t tell the idiots that they should increase the distance before such a maneuver - they almost gathered into an accordion. Johnny turned on the high beams, right in the drivers' eyes, and jumped out of the cab. At that moment, flash-noise grenades thrown by the guys exploded on the hoods. The cars, as they were moving in a train, flew off the road into a pile of debris. Johnny winced - he considered the cars already his...