You pull out you pistol. It only takes one shot and you hit the target right in the forehead, dead on. Eh, eh, get it? Dead on! Haw, haw, haw, haw.
Haw, haw, haw, haw, haw, haw. Man, you just can't stop laughing. You look up and see the van speeding toward you. The foot must still be on the gas! You don't have time to jump out of the way. You are run over and killed.