<p>An empty concrete drainage ditch runs parallel to the freeway, wide enough to deter the biker from attempting to ride straight across. At the last minute he veers away and you chase him along its edge for nearly half a mile before finally he plucks up enough courage to try to get across. Ahead, a derelict pump house looms, straddling the ditch, its angular roof offering itself as a ramp that could be used to launch a jump onto the freeway. The clansman takes one last look at you over his shoulder and then, with a scream of fearful exhilaration, he winds back the throttle and points his bike at the pump house roof.</p>
<choice idref="sect192">If you wish to attempt to follow the clansman across the ditch, <link-text>turn to 192</link-text>.</choice>
<choice idref="sect51">If you decide to steer your roadster away from the pump house, <link-text>turn to 51</link-text>.</choice>
<p>An empty concrete drainage ditch runs parallel to the freeway, wide enough to deter the biker from attempting to ride straight across. At the last minute he veers away and you chase him along its edge for nearly half a mile before finally he plucks up enough courage to try to get across. Ahead, a derelict pump house looms, straddling the ditch, its angular roof offering itself as a ramp that could be used to launch a jump onto the freeway. The clansman takes one last look at you over his shoulder and then, with a scream of fearful exhilaration, he winds back the throttle and points his bike at the pump house roof.</p>
<choice idref="sect192">If you wish to attempt to follow the clansman across the ditch, <link-text>turn to 192</link-text>.</choice>
<choice idref="sect51">If you decide to steer your roadster away from the pump house, <link-text>turn to 51</link-text>.</choice>