The best part of maintaining Murderface's fleet of vehicles was that after a rebuild CD got to road test them. The Murderlimo was not one of his favorites as the massive old armored Caddy was as agile as a lame hippo. His test route took him out to the perimiter. He was up to 110 when tattered black clothes and pale, bloodied skin registered out of the corner of his eye. He laid a strip of rubber and backed up. Yep. Definately a gear. "Security this is #724. I'm at marker 72V32 and I have a gear down. I'm going to stabilaze and transport to St Necrophagist. Have a trauma team on stand by. I'll advise If I cannot transport. CD looked down at Layla's still form as he went to work with the trauma kit and inflatable collar. "It's going to be alright little sister."