She moves around to look, leans in under the hood and reaches out to run her fingertips along the engine parts, the fan belt, things that match and things that absolutely do not between her world and his.
"I have something that's sort of like Furiosa's motorcycle," she says, voice a little muffled by how close she's leaning into the engine. "No wheels, though. It sort of hovers off the sand a few feet."
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"I have something that's sort of like Furiosa's motorcycle," she says, voice a little muffled by how close she's leaning into the engine. "No wheels, though. It sort of hovers off the sand a few feet."
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What matters to Max is speed and maneuverability, after all.