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Things go slow-mo. I scan with a rapid eye movement to the front. The guy sitting there also has an uzi-like thing slung around his neck. My partner, who is behind me and hadn’t seen the guns, pushes me in the car, slams the door, and the car starts. The driver yells something in Arabic to the guy sitting next to me. He startles a bit, says “oh shit” in Arabic probably, and points his barrel away from my face. Thanks buddy.