[ Oh, that machine. One of the set he shorted out on one of his first visits to the arcade. Awkward. Touma drains his soda and throws it away before he's tempted to set it down anywhere NEAR that cabinet.
He approaches it with a little hesitation. ] That one the score's a lot simpler. You just have to win the race and try to do it in a better time than the others.
[ Though she seems to be giving it a rather curious look for someone who...
Oh. Wait. He's seen that sort of look before. ] You don't know how to drive, do you?