It was a heart-pounding moment. The weather had turned gray and wet and I had a long way to go before I could take a long-overdue rest. As I crossed a rain-sodden field, I noticed a person in the distance, standing to the right of a long-abandoned tractor. Damn. I was hoping I wouldn't have to do this. Poor guy, just standing there minding his own business. Worse, his back was turned to me. He would never see it coming.
Well, there was nothing for it. I had a job to do if I was going to be able to leave this place.
I cleared my throat and shouted, "Excuse me! I would like to talk to you about your car's warranty!"
That was when things became violent. They always do at that point. The fella went ballistic, so I had to defend myself.
I won that sales pitch, but would I win the next?
Later on, I saw some guy toolin' around with his pickup truck. Perfect, I thought! Surely, this guy would be interested! Again, I called out, "Sir! I would like to talk to you...." I never got a chance to finish the sentence as, before I knew it, the driver tried to run me over! For trying to help him with his warranty! Why do people always react like this?! I admit I got angry and lost my cool, and fired a few rounds as he sped away....
My anger made me accurate. Even though the truck had raced away and was now quite the distance from me, a brief shower of sparks followed by a puff of misted blood indicated I penetrated the cab and hit the driver:
He was lucky. If I had shifted my aim a bit to the right, instead of hitting the rear window frame, I would have hit the rear window itself and probably killed the guy.
I continue to enjoy this PUBG. Who knew selling extended car warranties could be so fun?
(I justify the violence by telling myself stories )
Well, there was nothing for it. I had a job to do if I was going to be able to leave this place.
I cleared my throat and shouted, "Excuse me! I would like to talk to you about your car's warranty!"
That was when things became violent. They always do at that point. The fella went ballistic, so I had to defend myself.
I won that sales pitch, but would I win the next?
Later on, I saw some guy toolin' around with his pickup truck. Perfect, I thought! Surely, this guy would be interested! Again, I called out, "Sir! I would like to talk to you...." I never got a chance to finish the sentence as, before I knew it, the driver tried to run me over! For trying to help him with his warranty! Why do people always react like this?! I admit I got angry and lost my cool, and fired a few rounds as he sped away....
My anger made me accurate. Even though the truck had raced away and was now quite the distance from me, a brief shower of sparks followed by a puff of misted blood indicated I penetrated the cab and hit the driver:
He was lucky. If I had shifted my aim a bit to the right, instead of hitting the rear window frame, I would have hit the rear window itself and probably killed the guy.
I continue to enjoy this PUBG. Who knew selling extended car warranties could be so fun?
(I justify the violence by telling myself stories )
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