[She forgets that though he comes from a world that seems much like her own time, this prison is his only experience with modern technology unlike her, so she looks properly apologetic for losing him. It's only for a moment, however, because simply talking about her beloved bike brings back the remembrance of driving it, the delighted surprise and excitement that came with it; all which are incredibly clear in her face and voice as she tries to explain, a bit quickly]
It is a vehicle I was able to ride in the time I was summoned to before here. Unlike a cart, it has two wheels on the same alignment rather than parallel to each other, attached to each end of a long frame. It is motorized, fueled by gasoline and requiring no physical exertion from the rider, and can attain such speed that only a divine mount could hope to match.