Atlantic City District, 8:30 PM, the crowded Highway 63, a Ford sedan swiftly weaving through the traffic.
Due to the Ford's excessive speed in overtaking, and its close brushes with other cars several times, many short-tempered drivers grew furious, reaching for their guns to confront the driver of the Ford.
Before these individuals could even shoot, the driver of the Ford, Anthony Soling, pulled out several grenades and threw them out of the car window backwards.
"?!"
"WTF!"
"Holy sh-t!"
The grenades, now on the ground, caused the expressions of all drivers and pedestrians on the road to change drastically, and they instinctively stomped on the brakes and twisted the steering wheels hard, trying to avoid or maneuver around.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Bam—
Crash—
In the next second, a succession of deafening explosions erupted, engulfing the area in smoke and dust. Several cars unable to dodge in time were overturned by the blasts.
