Michael (The Mark) (The Airel Saga, book 4: Part 7-8)
“Boys and their ridiculous off-roaders. And of course it was looming hugely in the shed, unmistakable had I known we were looking for a racing truck.But I found out soon enough that it was indeed a tool. A tool for seriously fast going on any terrain. How did I find that out? Easy: Five minutes after we found the thing, we were racing east across a bumpy field of volcanic rock like it wasn’t even there.Since it was a two-seater, I had to sit on Michael’s lap the whole time, and contrary to what I might have thought, it wasn’t even close to fun. My head banged against the roll cage and the windows, my butt banged against his lap, my head pounded with the noise, and Ellie never slowed down through all of it.“You’re a crazy driver,” I shouted at her. But I endured it for the possibility of being able to help Kim.All Ellie did was drop the hammer, accelerating across the rocky undulating hills until it felt like we were either flying or sailing—I couldn’t tell which.“So where are we going?”
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