As Genie explained and turned the ignition key Lenne jumped a little when the engine roared to life. Oh goodness, the machina really did purr, in a way. She could tell it was powerful, and she began to wonder if Genie was serious and maybe the cart could literally fly... or maybe it was just that fast. She looked down at her feet, memorizing where the pedals were. One for each foot? Perfect. Hopefully she wouldn't push both at once, that couldn't possibly end well.
She gave the genie another bright, grateful smile. "Thanks for everything! Hopefully I won't destroy this machina entirely," she apologized in advance, a bit sheepishly. She had very little experience with mechanical things, and what experience she did have was... well, not good.
She grasped the steering wheel firmly, looking straight ahead, and very, very timidly pressed down the gas pedal just a smidge. The cart began to just barely crawl, engine protesting at her caution. So, she pressed down a little harder and the cart lurched painfully as she chickened out and took her foot off the gas, slamming down on the break with her left.
"Oh, dear, I'm sorry!" she apologized to the cart, and Genie. Oh well, here goes again... This time she was a little less timid, getting the cart up to a steady 5 miles per hour before abusing the break again.
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As Genie explained and turned the ignition key Lenne jumped a little when the engine roared to life. Oh goodness, the machina really did purr, in a way. She could tell it was powerful, and she began to wonder if Genie was serious and maybe the cart could literally fly... or maybe it was just that fast. She looked down at her feet, memorizing where the pedals were. One for each foot? Perfect. Hopefully she wouldn't push both at once, that couldn't possibly end well.
She gave the genie another bright, grateful smile. "Thanks for everything! Hopefully I won't destroy this machina entirely," she apologized in advance, a bit sheepishly. She had very little experience with mechanical things, and what experience she did have was... well, not good.
She grasped the steering wheel firmly, looking straight ahead, and very, very timidly pressed down the gas pedal just a smidge. The cart began to just barely crawl, engine protesting at her caution. So, she pressed down a little harder and the cart lurched painfully as she chickened out and took her foot off the gas, slamming down on the break with her left.
"Oh, dear, I'm sorry!" she apologized to the cart, and Genie. Oh well, here goes again... This time she was a little less timid, getting the cart up to a steady 5 miles per hour before abusing the break again.
This was going to be a long day, wasn't it.