Kijani whooped out loud as the speed pressed her into the seat. She wanted to raise her hands and scream like she was on a roller coaster. The force was keeping her more or less immobile, though, whipping her dreadlocks around her face. By the time he let go of the gas, she was laughing with glee. "Oh, that was intense..." There was a happiness on her face that hadn't been present yesterday. If she stopped to think about it, she'd likely realize that she hadn't been this happy in a long time.

"I'm guessing Ar-pms has something to do with speed?" She really didn't know much about cars. Ask her about a book, a word or language, and she could discuss for hours. Mechanical things were a bit beyond her, though.