Young Warriors.

I was driving along one afternoon.  The truck in the opposite lane was move slowly towards me.  Suddenly a hand came out the windows with a gun pointing at me.  Panic ensued, should I duck under the dash? Serve to the right or sallow hard and pray. About to do all three, too late the trucking is passing.  Silly me it was only a kid playing with a made to look real toy gun. Seven Eleven to my rescue I knew they had clean wash rooms.