He laughs, quiet, clicking the slider into place. "This sort of a car's called a manual. Some of the others are slicker, but it's sort of like having training wheels. Easier to use, but you can't pull anything too complicated."
He stands, and shuts the door, before walking around and sliding into the passenger seat. His door clicks behind him, and he buckles himself in.
"Press down on the brake-- the middle pedal -- and start the car." He knows she knows how to start a car. She's wrecked too many to not.
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Date: 2013-08-28 04:35 am (UTC)He stands, and shuts the door, before walking around and sliding into the passenger seat. His door clicks behind him, and he buckles himself in.
"Press down on the brake-- the middle pedal -- and start the car." He knows she knows how to start a car. She's wrecked too many to not.