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[That was close. Larry tries not to pant and fog up the glass of his helmet visor. The very last fucking thing he needs.]
Okay. Good riding.
[He pats Freddy's chest. His grip migrated. After a scare like that he's not putting his gun away until they're home free.]
Even with a clear shot they don't go down easy.