[ leaning over, squinting at the compass. God, it's so small. It's not even electric. For what purpose. Why is it all so old. Why is it on that side of the car. Miguel flops back into his seat with a sigh. ]
I'm starting to think a sadist designed this car.
[ But... after glancing around, he's starting to pull out of the lot, towards... whatever godforsaken adventure awaits him. ]
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I'm starting to think a sadist designed this car.
[ But... after glancing around, he's starting to pull out of the lot, towards... whatever godforsaken adventure awaits him. ]
Is it changing directions at all?