The Land Before Time: Hit and Run!

The Land Before Time: Hit and Run! is an open world/driving game developed by Vivendi Universal Games, Universal Studios and Fox Interactive and published by Warner Bros Interactive.

Missions
Level 1: TBA Level 2: TBA
 * S-M-R-T: TBA.
 * TBA

Vehicles:

 * TBA.

Trivia

 * TBA.

Cultural References
TBA.

Quotes
Cera: I AM EVIL CERA, I AM EVIL CERA!

Cera: Stupid people won't move out of the way.

Woman: What the heck were you thinking?

Man: HEY, EYES ON THE ROAD JERK!

Kid: THIS IS A SCHOOL ZONE!!

Woman: I'm scared and disoriented!

Man: That does it, I'm moving to Florida.

Man: Sad day for generic characters everywhere.

Man: HEY!

Man: Look out!

Woman: I'M SO SICK OF THIS HAPPENING!!

Man: Watch it buddy!

Littlefoot: Learn to drive you dummy!

Driver: HEY, WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH YOU?

Driver: Let's pick it up here people!!

Driver: HEY, GET YOUR FACE OUT MY FACE!

Wild Arms: Eat my dust, Dust-Eaters!

Wild Arms: What were you even thinking?!

Wild Arms: Okay, that's a traffic violation.

Garfield: Okay, that's a lawsuit!

Garfield: Ow, my neck!

Gafield: Ow, my ass!

Garfield: Ow, my head!

Garfield: Tsk tsk, reckless driving is my pet peeve.

Garfield: Damn it, I spilled my Coke!

Garfield: OUT OF MY WAY, JERKS!

Garfield: Walk? That wasn't part of the deal!

Guido: Whee!

Guido: Aah!

Guido: Oh, we're gonna crash!

Guido: HEY!

Guido: WHAT THE HECK WERE YOU THINKING?!

Guido: MOVE OVER!

Mutt: Lousy rotten karmic retribution!

Shorty: AGH!

Hyp: 2, 4, 6, 8, you suck, I'm great, la-da-da-da you I hate!

Spike: MOVE OVER!

Littlefoot: Why do I have to walk?!

Littlefoot: Chest pains, I'm having chest pains!

Littlefoot: Wow, I need a disco nap.

Littlefoot: Let's roll!

Hyp: Ouch! You'll pay for that!

Rocky: Ow, that was my ass!

Grandpa Longneck: Hey, mind your manners!

Tria:

Etta: OUT OF THE WAY!

Etta: MOVE OVER!

Etta: WHEEEEE!

Etta: SAVE ME, FLYERS!

Ducky: I'll pay for that.

Petrie: HE USED CHEAT CODE!

Petrie: Ow, my wing!

Petrie: Spike did it...

Petrie: OH, NOT THE POLICE!!

Spider-Man: Try not to run into my fist with your face.

Spider-Man: Coming at ya!

Spider-Man: This is the part where you fall down.

Spider-Man: This may sting a little.

Grandma Longneck:

Ruby: Ow, my leg!

Ruby:

Ruby:

Spider-Man:

Chomper:

Chomper:

Chomper:

Nod: Move it, I want my Frosty Chocolate Milkshake!

Mutt: Here's more hurt!

Street Thug: Darn it!

Kid: WATCH OUT!!

Rhett:

Rhett:

Rhett: Police, we meet again!

Shorty:

Ali:

Ali:

Ali:

Ali:

Ali:

Ali:

Kid:

Tria:

Bron:

Bron:

Jessie:

Woman: Yikes!

Man: Whoa!