The police wave you over to join the line of cars being searched. Your mind races through your options as you slowly change lanes. Risk being caught with contraband? Make a break for it? Your whole life, you’ve been fighting against a nameless System intent on destroying you. No matter what happens, one thing is clear: you’re not going to be a bitch for the System another day. Before they even get a chance to look in the back, you stamp on the gas and speed off. Now you need to get away before they give chase. What do you do?