You bring the car to a stop and open the door. The wind blows rain into your face. "Fine night for a walk," you grumble sarcastically. You look at your attackers, but they're hidden behind the glare of headlights. All you see is front tires, and animal skulls used as ornaments.

As you walk away, you hear the laughter of the Desert Wolf cycle gang. Roll one die. If the result is less than or equal to your Prestige score, tum to 76. Otherwise, tum to 37.