Hit the gas, and hose off the gore off your fender when you get home. Car trumps firearm every time.
Barring that, I'm still waiting for the Canadian government to get back to me about installing adamantium, retractable claws in my forearms. When a half dozen people fall down eviscerated from two arm sweeps...
*sigh* Nerdism... not just a state of mind, but a disease.