All I know is, this Lo Pan character comes out of thin air in the middle of an alley, while his buddies fly around, cutting' everybody to shreds, and he stands there, waiting for me to drive my truck straight through him,
Ég veit bara ađ ūessi Lo Pan birtist úr lausu lofti í miđju húsasundi, međan félagar hans fljúga um, skerandi alla í ræmur, og hann stendur ūarna, bíđur eftir ađ keyri trukkinn í gegnum hann,