The muffled pop pop pops far behind seemed harmless until the first of the bullets penetrated the cab. Shattering part of the back window and exiting through the windshield, it left a tangle of splintered cracks around the hole. “Fuck! Jesus!” Madeline shouted, hunching over as far as she could without compromising her ability to drive.

Hahahahaha. There's always something abnormal each time Madeline gets to talk.

Like really? Fuck Jesus? Who else is gonna save your ass?