Andy looked back making sure he was a good distance from the group of Roadkill. Sighing in relief when he had judged it was safe. As his hand relaxed off the trigger of his makeshift shotgun he kept driving into the distance. He was trying to find a camp or a wreck to get scrap and fix his engine. It had gotten damaged in an earlier confrontation with some of scrotus's boys and he didn't want it breaking down on him.