I know you're supposed to communicate, but for some reason that seems like way too much talking/yelling. Also the commander loved telling people enter, enter, go, go, go. Even after one of them got hit early in. Crazy though, there's gotta be a special kind of rush to want to do this. I'll stick to 6 speeds and horsepower!
I've felt the presence of a higher force before, and it aches my heart to question it's existence. But, how can this be life? In the comments you have white people themselves admitting if the militia happen to be black or followers of the muslin faith this would be handled totally different.