Tragos grinned as he clicked his belt on too; he loved this girl so much, she asked all the right questions, pointed out all the things he wanted to tell her about straight off the bat. "Listen to that," he said, as he revved the engine (terrible for it, but he had to) and then pulled out smoothly into the street. It was a pleasure to drive, because it was his. He wasn't going to get over that in a hurry, because it was his.