> get out of car
The Trident dies as you vacate the front seat.
> bang on canopy in frustration
Grrrr.....just for that, I'm repossessing the keys.
> hey you can't do that
It's my grandmother's, man. I can do whatever I want. And speaking of which, the mist around here is beginning to thicken into a sinister fog. You may have just lost your way.