Upon hearing if she could drive, even in her one-legged state, Liberty was shocked. The audacity of his request was ludicrous. She rolled her eyes and climbed in the car. It was her right leg, too. So accelerating was going to hurt like a motherfucker. It would've been better if it was her left leg. Sure, the car's gears would've grinded but she would've been able to control the throttle delicately instead of going from 0 and 100. It was better to go from 0 to 100 instead of 0 and 100. 

Clambering in, Liberty shifted into first and started moving forward, the car lurching forward with every gear that she climbed in. "To the bank!" She declared, as she pulled out onto the streets, the car moving relatively sluggishly.