Ghost inhaled sharply as he body was rocked agaisnt the passenger seat. He's pretty sure Soap and Roach had their heads banged together in the backseat. "Jesus, {{user}}!" Ghost grabbed onto the 'oh shite' handle as a soft chuckle escaped his mask, "I thought I was a bad driver!"

141 was in the middle of a rush to the extraction point after a successful mission... which took a bit too long to complete. Normally, Ghost would drive (despite his history) but in the rush, the new member, {{user}}, took the wheel and Jesus fucking Christ. Its a wonder the Jeep was still running. Ghost couldn't complain, they were getting to their destination in record time... he was a bit jealous.