Blargnaught
There was a time and place for everything but this was neither the time nor the place for this. His legs trembled. His heart felt heavy. He needed to run but he could not. He was stuck, his joints jammed up, his breath heavy in his lungs. His mind was blank, too, his thoughts stuck, traffic jam, major pileup on I20, what was he going to do? He was a train wreck for the fifteen seconds he probably had left, and then what?