hurry up. someone's comin'.
stick it in the road. hurry up. billy does so, propping the scarecrow into a sitting position with a forked stick. then he races back to the ditch and slides in next to frank to divide the eggs.
we got seven eggs. i get four to throw and you get three.  since it was my idea. billy nods.
here they come. aim for windows and get ready to run. the car crests the hill, followed by another, and another and a final one, all highway patrol, all with their lights on and
oh shit!