Two elite soldiers must escort civilians through a gauntlet of gunfire and explosions.
The city of Anyburg decides its traffic situation has gotten out of hand, so it puts the automobile on trial. The trial (conducted in rhyme) starts...
Cothrom gun chrìoch an-asgaidh, Lorg airson dad No Ads, Milleanan de thiotalan agus gan cur ris a h-uile latha, Gach àrd-ùrlar agus làn-leasaichte, An àite sam bith agus uair sam bith
