I have never been thrown around a car so much in my entire life. I am not even sure that this was a car. I have never been to a theme park before, so I can’t make a fair comparison, but this had to be tougher than the old, poorly maintained carnival rides. When I complained for the umpteenth time about all the uncomfortable thrashing about, the twins explained that humans sometimes did this sort of thing for fun. I added this to the list of things I don’t understand about them. For a species so close to my own, there sure was a long list of differences.
I was more than happy when we reached the private underground garage. I think next time I would prefer to spend the hours it takes to get here on foot. Walking didn’t make me question my mortality.
I insisted on following the twins down t
