Brian was reversing his car into his drive. He'd eaten a colossal lunch and he felt as if he could possibly throw up. He opened his door, partly to lean out a little to see where he was going better and partly because he thought he was going to hurl.
He looked up his driveway and saw Terry, Tony and John standing by his front door.
This is my chance, he thought.
He pushed the accelerator all the way down to the floor and crushed all three of them against the front of his house.
The charge of manslaughter would be preferable to remaining in a band with the other three.
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