[color=pink][b]"East exit bridge!"[/b][/color] Anya yells loudly from her her tight squishy spot in the middle of the bike. Marco behind her would of got a face full of hair as they took off. Anya suddenly didn't mind her position as a hail of bullets whizzed past them, narrowly missing the bike as Lucca narrowly avoided another car. 
[color=pink][b]"Ráicleach!"[/b][/color] She hisses clawing madly to get a good grip on Lucca to avoid falling off. 
Her left arm and suitcase flung around from the side of the bike having no room to be anywhere else. 
[color=pink][b]"It's two blocks to our left, don't crash and don't stay in a straight line!"[/b][/color] Once again Anya had to yell to be heard over the roaring wind. As if to prove her point another spray of bullets hurled past them causing a car crash up ahead.