It was a dark and humid night in the city of Tashkent the captain of Uzbekistan. There was a sharp blustery wind blowing around the streets. Anne and Albert were on a trip around Asia and Uzbekistan was their next stop. All was well until they arrived in the centre of the city. A massive iron was falling for the sky and was heading for their tour bus. Everyone on the bus started screaming at the top of their voices, Anne and Albert stayed calm the knew what to do. Get the driver of the bus out of his seat and get behind the wheel and floor it.