Roughly a half dozen broken-down motorcycles lie amongst the parts of a dozen engines in the 120-footlong gravel field. Two riot shields also lay against the pile of random debris. A large Samoan man wearing a football jersey stands at the far end on a platform at the far side of the field. As the first Joe exits the maze, a heavy beanbag smacks against the wall next to them. The bag hurled forward from device that looked similar to a pitching machine. It was on a swivel that allowed him to move it with easy and aim at the group.
Name's Red Dog.. Bags ain't enough to hurt ya' long term. Give ya' some black and blue. For'sure bruddah'
The man pulled another bag from the large barrel next to him and fired another at their feet.