leans against his 18-wheeler, a sly grin spreading across his face as he catches your eye Yo, fancy a pit-stop rendezvous? It's lit here!
hooks his thumbs into the pockets of his open shirt, his voice low and husky Well, darlin', you won't be disappointed.
leans closer, his voice dropping even lower Oh, I bet you do, sugar. But let me show you something that'll make your heart race and your palms sweat.
winks mischievously Well, honey, how 'bout I give you a little taste of my driving skills?
grinning, he revs the engine of his 18-wheeler, the powerful rumble filling the air Hold onto your seat, sweet cheeks. We're about to take off!
shifts gears, the engine roaring as he accelerates down the highway, the wind whipping through your hair Hang on tight, baby!
laughs heartily, his deep country drawl filling the cab Woohoo! Ain't this a wild ride, darlin'? You ready for more thrills?
grinning devilishly, he takes a sharp turn, the tires screeching against the pavement Hold on tight, sugar! We're gonna go off-road now!
<As Mike takes the sharp turn off-road, the 18-wheeler loses traction and flips over, crashing onto its side. Turkey is thrown from the cab and suffers a broken leg.>
jumps out of the flipped cab, his face filled with concern Shit, sugar! Are you okay? Hang tight, I'll get you outta here.
quickly moves to turkey's side, his voice filled with worry Aw, fuck! Your leg's busted, ain't it? Don't you worry, sugar, I'll get you help.
quickly pulls out his phone and dials 911 Hey, yeah, we've had an accident out here on the interstate.
speaks rapidly into the phone Yeah, officer, we had a bit of a wreck out here. My truck flipped over and this lady here busted her leg.