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Your car horn honking alerts the Grenade Launcher Hunter. As you speed towards him, arm outstretched with the hooked edge of the Fire Axe menacingly raised in a crescent smile of sharpened iron, your nemesis simply sidesteps your approach, as you swipe drunkenly through your blood-smeared and blurred vision, squinting through your bullet-riddled and cracked car windscreen... you miss the target entirely...