75 Days
When Ryder takes a seat up front and turns the keys, the engine roars to life, and we all cheer.
Tobe and I take seats in back, and Ryder drives around town, searching for the nearest gas station. While he fills up the tank, Reese and I check out the store for anything of use. Gun in hand, I wander up and down the destroyed aisles, trying to think if there's anything that we need.
"Incoming," Reese says.
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