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"Is that so? Well, if we ever-"

Malcolm could not finish his sentence as Fanny brutely stomped the gas pedal. The six inline roared as Fanny did a proper J-turn and proceeded to race towards the gate.

"Miss Fanny, I absolutely do not recommend-"

Yet again, Malcolm swallowed his words as they barely hit the gate and approached the intersection. His tires protested as they took the left turn at the intersection.

"I am not really one for surprises, miss Fanny, and-", he stopped speaking for a moment to assist Fanny in avoiding a car, "Oh blimey, the traffic rules, miss Fanny! The traffic rules!"

From that moment on, Fanny could feel that something was restraining complete control over the car. Malcolm braked when he deemed it absolutely necessary, but did not interefere too much with her driving style.

When it was quieter on the road, he looked at the city surrounding him, with cars that could actually fly! He did not have much time to comment on them, however, since he was busy correcting Fanny's driving as if he was some fancy nagging Mercedes S-Class. The advanced machinery in the wreckyard already made it clear that this world was more advanced than Earth.