The highest level of integration between man and machine is to drift whenever and wherever you want, as naturally as walking—going exactly where you please.
Xiao Yang was currently in this state. The only problem was that the small stool he was sitting on made his backside hurt; everything else was fine.
The mountain road was rugged, and the Alto, a long-obsolete model, lacked significant horsepower unless it had been modified. The problem was, Bao Jiaojiao wasn't kind enough to let Xiao Yang drive a modified Alto. The steering wheel was incredibly stiff, making it extremely difficult to turn.
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