Chapter 12
Yes, I would have loved to drive the Skidoo. It was much faster and much more fun than the tandem that I’d ridden in Sector C, though I knew that with my lack of experience I’d have probably driven us into the nearest tree. I certainly wouldn’t have been able to control the vehicle in the way that Sestra was doing.
We must have been travelling well over 40kph – that’s the fastest I’d ever travelled and that was on a bus – weaving in and out of trees as if they were made of hollow cardboard and not solid wood that could turn these beautiful machines into twisted lumps of metal, with equally twisted lumps of flesh and bone if we were to collide with one. Whilst marvelling at Sestra’s hand-eye coordination (and, by proxy, Lars’s too) and simultaneously being thrown from side to s
