Summary: Dowell hated Aloha's driving. Even in the most normal, calm situations, Aloha drove like someone was chasing him. When someone was chasing himmdash;which was the current situationmdash;he drove even worse. Dowell wondered if Aloha was even looking at the road. He wondered if Aloha feared death, or even understood it enough to fear it. All of the limo's windows were broken. A cold, hard wind slapped Dowell in the face as they moved down the dark roads. A cyborg came through a broken window and grabbed Dowell by the neck. Dowell punched the thing in the ear, gave it a knee to the face, and pushed it out. This whole situation sucked, but at least Dowell had become tougher. Soon, he would have hair on his chest. Then, he'd be a real man. James was slapping cyborgs like he was their pimp. There was something psychotic to James, something that made him shine in situations like this.
