( if robbie wants a girl who prefers to take it slow, who likes cars that stick to the posted speed limit, he's barking up the wrong tree. she doesn't think that's what he wants, though. linda's quite certain that this is the kind of boy who hates slow just as much as she does, who lives for things that pull adrenaline through his veins, who won't bat an eyelid at going from zero to sixty on the track or elsewhere.
the wheels spin hard against a corner, car rocking dangerously as it whips around, and she doesn't hesitate to let a hand reach out, squeezing against his leg just above his knee. it's to steady herself, sure, but it's also... definitely not.
she likes that he's cocky. it makes the game more fun to play. )
The car... or the driver? ( but he's not the only one who can grin like that. ) I think I prefer a driver a little better than his wheels, to be honest.
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the wheels spin hard against a corner, car rocking dangerously as it whips around, and she doesn't hesitate to let a hand reach out, squeezing against his leg just above his knee. it's to steady herself, sure, but it's also... definitely not.
she likes that he's cocky. it makes the game more fun to play. )
The car... or the driver? ( but he's not the only one who can grin like that. ) I think I prefer a driver a little better than his wheels, to be honest.