Taylor - All points into DEX

I accelerated, feeling the engine protest. I'd damaged something in the steering earlier when I'd hit a building. This car stank, anyway.

There was a curve up ahead; I struggled to make the turn at a speed of over a hundred miles an hour, and I felt my control slipping.

"Put all points in dexterity!" I screamed.

My dexterity rose to 16, and my driving skill increased by ten percent. I made the curve, although just barely, and the cop had to slow down. I wasn't sure I'd have survived a car crash at those speeds.

Driving seemed a lot easier suddenly. Being ten percent harder to hit was likely better than having ten percent more hit points, especially once I started fighting people who weren't barely trained goons.

I spun the car, skidding as I made a ninety degree turn down a side street. I slammed the car toa stop, and I inventoried the car from around me.

I dropped to the street below, and I rose to my feet, darting to the wall, which I leapt up on ad began climbing.

A moment later the police car skidded around the corner.

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Escape