The temperature, he could get behind. He'd even like it a little hotter, he thought as he glanced around. He almost thought it was sheer luck he'd gotten this far. He'd figured he'd end up washing out on the Drift Compatibility part of the program, but then, maybe it was because he was finally doing something he wanted to do instead of something he was being made to do. Seemed like that made a difference.
He bent down to flick a bug off his boot. He didn't want it up his pants leg and he didn't want it ending up on the bus, either. And none too soon. The bus appeared around the bend just as he was standing and he actually smiled to see it. "Well," Mike murmured to himself. "Here we go."
Mike Traceur | Knight Rider '08
The temperature, he could get behind. He'd even like it a little hotter, he thought as he glanced around. He almost thought it was sheer luck he'd gotten this far. He'd figured he'd end up washing out on the Drift Compatibility part of the program, but then, maybe it was because he was finally doing something he wanted to do instead of something he was being made to do. Seemed like that made a difference.
He bent down to flick a bug off his boot. He didn't want it up his pants leg and he didn't want it ending up on the bus, either. And none too soon. The bus appeared around the bend just as he was standing and he actually smiled to see it. "Well," Mike murmured to himself. "Here we go."