Chalk catches sight of the muscle-car rider attempting to board the RV. "HEY! Git the hell away from our car!"" He grunts at the raider, his Magnum finding its way out of his pocket. Leaning off the Browning to take aim with the BFR, Chalk attempts to aim as best as he can to hit the man in any part of his body. With the precarious position he's in, the high-powered round is probably sure to knock him right off if it hits.