[There's no shifting for Adam, and it feels odd for him keeping both hands on the wheel. There's no sense of control like last night or the satisfying noise of the engine riding through each speed the gears turn out. He has to satisfy himself with the steady growth of noise as the car gains RPMs and the spedometer increases exponentially, bouncing back and forth as he makes turns.
He's thankful the streets are empty, because the turns he's making are wide and oftentimes dangerous. There's more room for error as well as he skids into the opposite lane and makes it back to a decent area. He knows he's driving poorly, but with the conditions as they are, he's able to enjoy it. There's a small smile that widens even further when he sees the stretch of straight, abandoned road, and Kavinsky already chewing his way across it.
He finds himself smirking as he lets go, trying to catch up with his friend, and he's even humming a small song to himself, amped and ready to keep going.]
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Date: 2014-12-09 08:37 am (UTC)He's thankful the streets are empty, because the turns he's making are wide and oftentimes dangerous. There's more room for error as well as he skids into the opposite lane and makes it back to a decent area. He knows he's driving poorly, but with the conditions as they are, he's able to enjoy it. There's a small smile that widens even further when he sees the stretch of straight, abandoned road, and Kavinsky already chewing his way across it.
He finds himself smirking as he lets go, trying to catch up with his friend, and he's even humming a small song to himself, amped and ready to keep going.]