For the zombies that are mindless shuffling machines, that's going to give me more time to come up with a plan... I live in an area with lots of bars and restaurants, so I'm holding up shop in there while I wait for the zombies to arrive. While I wait, I learn how to be a true Texan: shoot first, ask questions later. I'll have food, booze, and water from the bars and restaurants, and sleep on a booth seat behind the bar. For the zombies that are freakishly fast, I'm running as fast as I can. I'd have to some how Macgyver a defense mechanism on the front of my SUV with hockey sticks to hold off those zombies... As much as I'd hate to do it, I'd have to get the hell out of the city, and find a place in the sticks of Texas until the apocalypse settles down some.