“Do you guys remember that one time, in the minivan, twenty minutes ago, that we somehow didn't die?”

“Remember that time in the minivan, twenty minutes ago, when we didn't die?”

“Do you guys remember that time when we were all definitely going to die and then Ben grabbed the steering wheel and dodged a ginormous freaking cow and spun the car like the teacups at Disney World and we didn't die?”

“pg. 231-232: They'd given me a minivan. They could have picked any car and they picked a minivan. A minivan. O God of the Vehicular Justice, why dost thou mock me? Minivan, you albatross around my neck! You mark of Cain! You wretched beast high ceilings and few horsepower!”

“It's all very dramatic and everything, but so what? I didn't know the guy. People I don't know die all the damned time.”

“Hey, guys, do you remember that time I was double-seat-belted in the wayback and the door flew open and the beer fell out but I survived completely uninjured? How is that even possible?”

“Last words are always harder to remember when no one knows that someone's about to die.”