The truck engine roars. Tires shriek and whine and tear at the earth. Acceleration is rapid, but fleeting. The rear of the truck impacts the front of the cruiser. Plasteel crashes and the impact hurls Tikki against the back of her seat. The shock of that costs her half a second, but then she’s like a road train slamming out through the driver’s door, turning, charging the cruiser, lunging into the air and across the cruiser’s rumpled front hood.