[center][color=lightblue][h1]Augie Clevenger[/h1][/color][/center]

Augie had driven tour buses before, but nothing like this. Sitting at the wheel was awkward. It obviously wasn't made for wiry people. The engine let out a thin rumble as he turned the key, which escalated into a meaty snarl as he pumped the accelerator. 

The vehicle lurched forward, jerking to the right as Augie attempted to avoid a large rock. The scrubland parted for them, cowering under the destruction of the... car. He felt very far from home piloting this, but they needed to get out of here somehow. He marveled at their luck so far, but didn't complain.

[color=lightblue]"So what's our plan then? We have some kind of magical powers and a crippled woman, no offense intended."[/color]

He had driven up to a road and turned left without consultation of the others. It just felt like the right way to go. He had only just noticed the sharp pain in his gut

[color=lightblue]"Oh, and food. I'm sure I'm not the only one here who could eat a fucking horse."[/color]