With the horde behind you and asphalt in front, there's only one choice... DRIVE or DIE.
Make it as far as you can gunnin', smashin' and draftin' your way through the dead, only to die yourself and do it again.
Upgrade your car, change your weapons, whatever it takes.
THE HIGHWAY BITES BACK
The road's cluttered with dead and debris alike.
Both will kill ya as quick as a breath,
Never take your eyes off 'em
DRAFT YOUR WAY TO HELL
Cards make nothin' the same.
Common, Rare, even Legendary if you're lucky enough...
(Maybe even some others too...)
RACK UP THE BODY COUNT
Every kill feeds the chain. Every chain feeds the grade.
How long can you hold on?
WHEN WILL YOU JOIN THE HORDE?
We all will, eventually.
No one outruns the horde forever...
