
McCormick thinks he's pretty awesome with his cool car.

Until Baron Ironblood and a Red Shadow arrive...
Baron: Hand over the keys, McCormick, or my Shadow shoots you!

McCormick drops the keys and runs off screaming like a girl.

Baron: Good work, Shadow, but why did you spare him?
Shadow: Erm, me gun jammed, chief.

Baron: I'll spare you this time, but stop calling me, 'chief'.

Shadow: Sorry, chief.
FIN
