The boys and I were in the car, and I was slowly backing out of the parking space. A white Dodge Charger driven by a younger man comes tearing through the parking lot, almost hitting us. I stop abruptly and mutter something about the crazy driver.
"What happened, Mommy?" Drakes asks from the backseat.
"That white car is driving too crazy. This is a parking lot, and someone could get hurt."
Flynn pipes up. "I know what we need to do. We need to go to the store and buy some guns and put them on the front of the car and shoot it."
How do I break it to him that we don't live in the Road Warrior movie?
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