((But I hear it almost every day in RL...))
Reaching top speed, Luke had to veer off the road to avoid th rubble of a fallen building. As he had to go onto the dirt on the side of the road to do this, he lost some speed doing this, and he gritted his teeth. As he got back onto the heavily cracked road, he chanced another look over his shoulder. They were getting closer. Close enough now to determine a distinct shape against the small amount of clouds in the sky.
Radioing to everyone wwho could hear it, Luke said "Split into groups of 2 vehicles, people. We stand more of a chance that way." He yelled over the engine of his bike into his intercom. Two bikes veered left, over the dirt mounds, while another two veered right, in the opposite direction. Seeing a possible hiding place in the distance, Luke made for it. The HKs were almost upon them, one going towards the two soldiers who had veered left, the other hot on Luke and Mikey's tail.
Just call me Ice