Car that won't start? That won't do. Richard grabs his axe and with a swing that hacks through part of the cars roof lands right into the keyhole. He then turns that sonofagun until the car screeches in agony and finally starts, as if to say "Why is there an axe in me!? Don't twist it! I'll do whatever you want!".
Richard replies to nothing in particular "Damn straight do go."
Richy peels out and does a wide turn, coming to face the officer. The mustachioed man had an aghast face before fumbling for his gun. Richard kicked the gas pedal and charged the man.
It was like watching a bullfight gone wrong. The distance closed fast and when the man finally got his gun Richard was almost there. As an after thought Richard turned left, sliding the car into the man and hitting his with the door. A few teeth and part of a mustache were lost but no life.
Richard drove. He didn't know where he was going, only where his powers directed him, which incidentally felt south.
"Let's see if I can tweak those mind gibblets." He said with a chuckle, trying to improve on his ability to charm big icy blocks. He closed his eyes and thought for a moment. After a few minutes with nothing he supposed he must have to drink more guns.
When Richard opens his eyes he is gunning it through a thick forest. Apparently watching the road isn't just a saying.