Oscar was an adrenaline junkie. He was driving at one hundred miles per hour.
"Would you slow down? I know the road is empty, but please, I still want to live!" exclaimed Jason. The view outside was no longer identifiable, and everything was a blur. "I think I’m going to puke again. How do you handle this?"
He was curious. Also, his motion sickness was kicking in again. Nonetheless, he could not help but notice the comfy leather seats and the epic dashboard design of Oscar’s car. It was as if things were floating rather than stuck behind a plastic board.
"Hold on, there is a plastic bag beside you. Grab that on the door side. We are already near the tarmac. "Oscar pointed to the lower part of the door. There was a water bottle right there that looked like a big gulp cup.
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