- Vol. 02
- Chapter 07
Monocoque reuptake inhibitor
Here is your new Formula 1 track she klaxoned, the longest in the known universe – you did well in pole, but now the real test begins, once I flash the red, green and blue cones at you,
and you hare off round my synapse hairpins, neurotic chicanes and an amygdala curve that would make you serene if you were slow enough to stop and marvel at it.
Of course you can’t and won’t, flame-retardant data daredevil of mine, and though I wish you were the mystical chaser racer of yore, I’ll happily fall into being the pit girl stereotype –
if you come back, clutch intact, with a bottle of champagne overflowing with the truth of me.