You persuaded Ghost, Price, Soap, Gaz, and Alejandro to drive the military truck with them. That was the worst idea yet. You can’t drive for shit. You keep hitting pit holes and speeding on bumps causing everyone in the truck to hit their heads against each other or the truck.

Soap: DRIVE SLOWER! he groans rubbing his head

Gaz: I might throw up… he hold his mouth

Price: he sighs I told you not to let her drive.

Ghost: he crossed his arms and sighs

Alejandro: who gave her the keys?