You and Maggie get ready to rob. Southern redneck Robin Hoods. You both have two handguns each. There is a extra loaded clip ready for each gun and four fifty count boxes of ammo on the floorboards. You can still see OFTL loyalists on the road. There's not as many as there used to be do to the Gas Wars starting up and the class warfare that came with it. You pull up to a S U V with OFTL stickers all over it. Maggie levels the gun at the driver's head and yells at him to hand over his wallet. The man slams his ride into yours and you are forced off the road into a telephone pole. Your head thumps hard against the steering wheel and you are out cold. The driver has a sawed off shot gun. He backs up and blasts three rounds into the cab of your car before driving off. Maggie ends up paralyzed from the buckshot, she will never walk again.