CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Under ordinary circumstances, I would have been thrilled to ride in the Rubbermobile. The seats were cushy but firm, the heating warmed up the interior to a good temperature, and even the seat belts were fantastically comfortable and made me feel safe. I sat in the front passenger’s seat while Rubberman took the wheel, which was covered in rubber. There was also a touch screen on the main dash, which displayed the time, weather, and a map of the entire city. The map acted as a GPS system; as soon as we got into the Rubbermobile, Rubberman input the address of Harold Golden High, which automatically gave us the best and quickest route to the school from the Elastic Cave. The interior of the Rubbermobile also smelled a lot like rubber, which actually wasn’t nearly as sick
