[ Hey, don’t judge him too quickly. Eddie’s tenth birthday gift from his father was a hot-wiring lesson, a time-honored Munson coming of age tradition. It’s not a skill he’s proud of, but he’d be lying if he said it hadn’t come in handy. Before that, he’d already been behind the wheel more than once—not exactly legal, but in a small town in Indiana, no one was really going to bat an eye unless it became a problem.
Eddie has already come across another traveller who had never been behind the wheel before, and he’s quickly beginning to realize that the guy at the scrapyard really didn’t vet…anyone beforehand. He’s not terribly surprised, but his eyebrows knit together when Arthur mentions that there are no cars at all where he comes from. Does England just not use cars? He’s really never thought about it before. ]
Well, uh…I can give you a quick lesson if you want. In exchange for the tape.
no subject
Eddie has already come across another traveller who had never been behind the wheel before, and he’s quickly beginning to realize that the guy at the scrapyard really didn’t vet…anyone beforehand. He’s not terribly surprised, but his eyebrows knit together when Arthur mentions that there are no cars at all where he comes from. Does England just not use cars? He’s really never thought about it before. ]
Well, uh…I can give you a quick lesson if you want. In exchange for the tape.