of the turn. Like a wave crashing against a rock on the shoreline, bodies are thrown high and wide, scattered by the heavy and battered 4x4 as it suddenly makes contact with a wall of drones.
Steve tries to react, tries to turn away and avoid them, but at this speed, with the poor condition of the road, the curve they are on, the wet surface, the damaged rear axle, the thick slime on the wheels and the added instability caused by the bodies now under the wheels, the beast rotates up onto its two left wheels and the momentum carries it into a spin. It flips and rolls. At 100 kilometres an hour there was nothing Steve could have done. The sheer weight of the vehicle making it nearly impossible to control. And now it sails through the air in a spin.