[he glances at the RPM, and then at the shift. First, start the car.
Then, popping the clutch was easy, his foot pressing down on the gas, and he wasn't lying when he said he knew how. In fact, they were speeding off (though he was paying attention to the fact that they were on a dirt path). He grinned back at her]
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Then, popping the clutch was easy, his foot pressing down on the gas, and he wasn't lying when he said he knew how. In fact, they were speeding off (though he was paying attention to the fact that they were on a dirt path). He grinned back at her]
Then you better hold on.