The roar of engines cause you to shriek maniacally! Yes! Yes! Today is the day the highway becomes yours! You've outfitted your war machine with a gun that brings those metal carriers of people and supplies down out of the sky. You're invincible now! You press the pedal and fly off the cliff, and for a few moments, you too know what it means to fly like those people did before you sent them hurtling down to the ground. And also like them, you land roughly onto the highway, but you have the benefit a good oilhand, and their skill with welding allowed you and your machine to survive the impact and keep going.
You blaze through the blacktop road, reaching speeds on the smooth surface you didn't know were possible for your machine to achieve. It's perfect. It's beautiful. Tears threaten to fill your eyes as you approach the megalithic city you have been blockaded from before birth from entering. You wipe them away and keep racing towards the paradise you have desperately longed for.
UNAUTHORIZED CRAFT ON HIGHWAY C895, PULL OVER OR YOU WILL BE DEEMED HOSTILE AND EXTERMINATED.
You swerve in panic as a gigantic bipedal robot, white and jagged in design, glides on its massive feet behind you. You don't know if the gun can take it out too, but you're going to try. You pull the autodrive shiftstick, grab the gun and aim. Paradise will be yours.