You twist the wheel sharply to the left, making an almost complete U-turn. Now you race towards the vehicles that were chasing you; and neither of you can turn fast enough. Seventy miles per hour for both sides lead to an unavoidable impact.
You slam into a car, the very force of the impact hurling your head into the steering wheel, leaving an imprint on your forehead.
The damage doesn't stop there. The old man's car almost completely flips onto its back; still held in place by the seat belt, you feel it tighten around your throat. You claw at it, try to rip it off, scream hoarse screams that only shorten your breath. In the end, oblivion comes as a mercy.