"Oh sure, she'd jus' love t' come siftin' through th' trash with us. And then..." He trailed off as the truck swerved, holding onto the dog with one hand and his hat with the other. Though his life didn't flash before his eyes, he pretty vividly saw the myriad ways he could throttle Scout if they lived through this. He knew he shouldn't have let the kid drive.
"Strewth mate! Let's not die before we get there!"
He so did. D:
"Strewth mate! Let's not die before we get there!"