With only one chance to blow Nux’s arm off, Max presses the barrels of his shotgun into his wrist and pulls the trigger. The shell is a dud, but as Max tries to use his teeth to free himself He hears something in the distance. Looking out over the desert, the distant shape of the War Rig appears through the haze beckoning to Max.
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