Tach listened, nodding. She knew a lot about cars. "I have a really cool car back home. It's a 1966 Ford Mustang. But I'm not supposed to drive it. Even though I'm a really good driver." The problem was that Tach was a really good stunt driver, and her skills didn't exactly translate well onto a normal motorway. It wasn't her fault nobody else could drive as well as she could.
"It's really pretty. I've never seen one of those. The ones at home are all dark."