"FWLS50" - читать интересную книгу автора (A Future We'd Like to See)doing my traditional driving duty."
"Okay. See if they've got that neat pink jumper in the window of Fabrications, and check the price. I'm hoping it'll be on sale soon. Seeya!" Julie closed the channel. I grumbled. I hate going into Fabrications, the salesmen keep trying to get me to buy the latest trendy cloth sewn in interesting patterns. I didn't give much truck with Julie's endless quest for clothing. What's the point, if you have to wear a school uniform? Now, accents I can buy. Every student modifies the standard dress-or-workshirt in one way or another... Benton's got his jacket, Mitch his HAVE A NICE DAY button, me my gloves and running shoes. That I can handle; total outfit purchases are just silly. However, I didn't have enough time to lollygag around the house. Mitch and Benton would very likely be waiting for me. I carefully climbed out the window and slid down one of Benton's prized invisible cables, landing me right in the rover's driver seat. I LOVE my rover. I have two babies in my life, my rover and Smasher, painted candy apple red with more chrome than is legally allowed. It has a braking system capable of going form sixty to zero in one second and vice versa. It can go 90 MPH... on two wheels. 210 on four. The palmtop is a sleek Macroware palmtop jobbie, a featureless black lump of plastic with a case for as many wiretaps you need. Capable of handling multi-phasic viewing to allow for VOS work as well as sight in reality. Stores more than you could possibly want to put in it, and has a no-cable link to both VOSNet and UberNet. Both go VERY. VERY. FAST. I keyed in the transmission sequence and put my rover in reverse, screaming out of the driveway and onto the suburban asphalt. I haven't had an accident in a LONG, long time. Well, there was the time I wiped out Benton's mailbox... and most of his garage. That's when I first met him actually. We yelled at each other at first and agreed to go somewhere and have lunch while discussing the insurance settlement. After that, things mellowed out and we figured it was better to be bored together than be |
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