It's not like I planned for this...

My eyes glazed over, not from boredom, but so the tear-like substance could create an additional layer of reflection -- thus enabling me to fully comprehend the awesomeness that was happening before me.

I watched as a car was jettisoned unnaturally high into the air (as if any airborne car could be natural). I guffawed as the car flipped wildly just above the hood of the shimmering black Hummer H3. My mind began picturing the horrors that would surely ensue. Suddenly my attention shifted toward that man. That peculiar man somehow standing atop the H3 seemed poised for certain death as the Ford Taurus flew ever closer toward him.

Then, as if possessed by the spirit of Evel Kenievel himself, the man reached out for the oncoming car, grabbed hold of the lower body skirt, shifted his weight toward the car's underbelly, rotated away from the front axis -- and with his left hand pushing off the skid plate -- flung himself free of the catapulted vehicle -- landing safely back atop the moving H3.

O_O

It was then that I decided to become... a ninja.