Paleto Bay, a quiet and secluded place in which you would expect nothing more than peace of mind. As it turns out, not always the case, I mean, hell I live real rural but occasionally you get the city people coming out here to cause trouble. Such was the case today. You see, I live on the waterfront in a rather small home, in it I keep my car, you know, as you do. When leaving the house for the day I typically accelerate down the drive way, across the road and off the cliff onto the beach to park alongside the ocean and think of stuff to do.
As I sat there early in the morning, I hear the noise of a Jet Ski. I look at the mini-map and see two white dots approaching, I stand behind the car and remain curious as to what they are going to do. As they approach me, both of them start spraying bullets at me, I quickly slide over the hood of my car and take cover before getting back up to return fire. However, with the overpowering nature of the bullets, I become hurt and climb into my car and start to drive.
They chase me along the waterfront, parallel to my car, trying to kill me with what seemed like an infinite amount of bullets, thankfully, the rear window panel thing of the Phoenix is real wide and as I was slightly faster that one panel took a lot of bullets, and not my head, which is nice. Eventually a rear tyre was shot out and I slowed down, they managed to pull alongside my window and started to shoot through the glass and I took yet another hit of damage. My health was low at this point and then it occurred to me that to survive I would need to pull in-land where their watercraft can't get me. As such, I spin the car around, put all the power down onto the sand and race towards to the in-land.
Bullets begin to smash the back and front windows as I race towards a small hill infront of the cliff edge leading to the main road. I've used this hill before, if you get it right you can jolt the car up the cliff without hitting it and land just short of the main road. With my right left tyre flat, the car wasn't as fast, nor would it go as straight on the sand. That being said, the jump was in my sights, and I was ready to attempt it. However, shortly before the jump, I went flying over a sand dune I didn't see, the car changed direction in the air and I landed in a bad place, I attempted to turn the car to get back into alignment with the jump again. It wasn't enough, I charged into some shrubs at full speed and slammed into a rock, the car hit it so hard it became stuck under it and I quickly bailed out and ran.
Good times