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We seemed to be zipping in between cars and those two assholes that were after my brother kept knocking us into the dividers on the freeway. "Get these assholes off my car!" Tommy yelled to me as I jumped in the back seat to get the shotgun. "Why the fuck do you have a shotgun?" "Don't worry! Just shoot!" I did what I was told and started loading shells into the 12 gauge. Every blast seemed to blow me even further away from the window and then people started to pull over and the screeching of cars must've stuck in my ear because I couldn't hear after shooting at the thug's car so many times, It's like the thing was bulletproof. More and more