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Amnity didn't stop grinning. She grabbed the gear shift, yanking it back with almost enough force to tear it from it's place. She slammed into into reverse, and stepped on the gas. The wheels began turning wildly, creating smoke as it spun in the concrete. The car lurched backwards, away from it's original place. Amnity cranked the gear shift back to drive, laughing as she did. "It isn't the people be inside the car you should be worrying about..."
Suddenly, she put the petal to the metal. The tires let out a loud screech of protest before the car plunged down the street, already accelerating to the speed of 96 mph. The force was strong enough to push Amnity back into her street, but she kept a strong hand on the wheel. The soldier laughed, suddenly making a sharp turn to the left. The turn almost turned the poor Toyota over, the grips on the tires were probably already worn by how they were treated. Tire treads streaked throughout the road where they past, the only evidence of the fact that they were there. They were going do fast that the car would only appear to be a silver blur. 99, 100. "Damn, this car only goes up to 110?" She frowned, making another sharp turn in the last second.

SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECH

"YOU NEED A LICENSE?!" Amnity called over the screech of the car. They made it to the highway, making her switch gears. "Hold on." With the roaring of the engine, the car continued down the road. The soldier skillfully weaved through the other cars, making their vehicle jerk back and forth through the highway. The car was at a solid 110 mph, Amnity's foot held firmly to the gas petal.

SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECH

Amnity cut into the intersection, almost missing it. The engine made a dangerous purring noise as it ripped through the streets. A street racer wouldn't nearly be crazy enough to even do half the things the soldier was doing to the poor car. The car continued to screech, even over Amnity's hysterical laughing. They began crashing through the streets to her apartment, but the soldier made no sign of stopping. "I mean this more then ever now Zahzi." She warned, suddenly turning a 90 degree angle before tearing it back to a complete 180. "HOLD ON!" The car began turning wildly, the tires not being able to take the pressure anymore.

SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECH

It made two complete 360 degree turns, spinning wildly as Amnity skillfully turned the wheel. Amazingly, the moment it stopped spinning in a crazy wheel of doom, it found itself fitting neatly in a parking place on the street between 2 other cars. Amnity kept her hand in the wheel, breathing deeply before looking over to Zahzi. "Now what were you saying?"

Amnity looked at him, a bit disappointed before getting out of the car. "But I think I did pretty well." She examined the car.....The tires were nearly melted now, the engine was smoking, and it wasn't supposed to make a weird sputtering noise and the back. "....At least it's in one piece." The soldier said defensively, closing the door....But the moment it closed, it made a strange cracking noise before completely falling off the car.

Amnity began walking back into the apartment building. "Hey, I was careful this time. Because of my awesome driving skills not one person died....Maybe a few people were injured, but no one died!" She put her hands in her pocket and grinned. "Besides, I drove better then a professional street racer....Though I've never really driven a car before..." She muttered the last part.

Amnity frowned. "They'll be alright, mostly the trauma will be psychological." She made it back to the apartment, just entering because she never actually locks that door. "But I don't see how you're going to be a better driver."

Amnity walked over to the kitchen and looked for Vosa, but found him laying down under the kitchen table. "Must be hungry....Poor dog." She made her way over to the counter and looked through her cook book. "It's about the time of day where people usually go for the meal called 'dinner', right?" The soldier tried to find something that she could cook, then headed for the refrigerator.

Amnity began cooking steak stir-fry, which seemed pretty easy to cook by the book, so she went ahead and tried it. She fried up the pan, then began shopping up some onions and ginger. "Hey Zahzi, is anything on the news?" She called out, putting the chopped ingredients into the frying pan.