So this one time me and my friends grandma were being chased by the Irish and gay Italian mob, since we were their enemies.

So basically me and Dorothy, friends grandma, were in her Camry and minding our own business when all of a sudden...they arrive.

"YOOOOO ITS DUCKS GRANDMAMA AND CHLLLLOOOOOOOOE" the leaders shouted and pointed at the two of us, we weren't scared.

Instead we drove that car over a 100 mph, to which they followed behind. We were confident in our escape, but they were quickly gaining and shooting their guns at us.

I looked over at Dorothy and said, "I think it's time Doritos."

She nodded and pushed a button on her steering wheel, triggering the back seats to fold back and reveal my bow and arrows.

I grabbed them quickly and load an arrow, aiming and shooting at them. Luckily it hit one of their car's wheels and sent it in a fiery blaze. I cheered and went back inside the car.

Dorothy continued to speed up and I saw why: the bridge. We were going to ramp it. We were going to fly.

I noticed a gasoline barrel and smirked. I quickly took my arrow and lit it on fire. I took aim and shot.

The barrel blew up within a matter of seconds, blocking the mobs path and sent us in the lead. Dot kept speeding until we finally reached the top.

We flew over the road and I held my arm out of the window, it felt like the world was in slow motion.

When we landed, we skidded to a halt. We both turned and look behind us. Nothing.

We both smiled and fist bumped.

"That was pretty lit."