[ Sunday notes that shift, gradual as it is up until it reaches the tipping point where the cars become something exciting rather than something onerous. To the other man, at least, since Sunday's still oblivious to the Car Struggles in his near future and rather happily so with enough other distractions in the meantime. This included, technically, though he finds he does not mind at all. It's always good to be of use. ]

I must confess I will be of little to no help in explaining the fine details, [ he begins with chagrin in his tone, the close-enough-to-an-apology for his lack of knowledge meant rather genuinely, ] as my life before was more in administration than mechanics on top of mainly being a passenger. There may be some similarities enough as I recognize some of what's here. If you'd care to...?

[ With a wave to the other half of the rather large bench seat since the passenger door is unlocked if that would be easier to go over what's here; otherwise, Sunday will continue on. ]

The engine powers most everything else once the ignition is started, and in the cars I know what's here controls everything else. How fast you go, which direction you want. Oh, and do stop me if I repeat anything you've already read. My sister says I have a habit of going on about things.