Put yourself in his place. You've called your armed possee to seize a federal property. You have the Wild West showdown of the century - except for your father's standoff - going on. The press is all over it. A woman brings her kids in to sing. You're showboating, grandstanding, basking in the attention. You're suddenly a folk hero, a legend in your own mind. So there you are, being chauffeured to a big hoedown and WTF!?? A roadblock?! Your homies aren't there, the press isn't there, just the LEOs, and they aren't holding baby powder. The f'n jig is up, you're not in charge, they are, and they mean business. "I fought the law and the law won" starts playing in your head. Your stupid friend tears off down the snowy road. Yeah, not a situation that a reasonable person would put themselves in, is it?