He tools around the corner, too fast to take it in this deathtrap but it hugs the street against all odds anyway. The commentary pulls an involuntary snort from his nose, tempted to look her way but his eyes stay glued to the road even with one hand on the wheel.

"Yeah? Doubt that. You wouldn't come seek me out if you weren't sure you could take me down." She's not the only one with observational skills above average, no matter how dumb he looks.