[ Maybe an obscenely swole teddy ... that sounds disturbing, but it's fine, the analogy gets the point across. Everyone knows the real star is Vietnam, so it's just in this instance that bystanders, vehicle-riders, and motorcyclists alike assume he's the one driving the hotrod until they notice that his hands are disproportionately small when compared to his body ... RIP ...
While they coast out on the road, Makoto's fear threatens to get the worst of him as the speed climbs and climbs, but maybe there's a certain threshold for terror, since Makoto eventually becomes numb to the fact they could have a head-on collision at any moment. Even if he tends to get freaked out by even the passing mention of a haunted swim center, he can at least enjoy this moment — and with one huge gulp, he whoops.
Hopefully, that doesn't disturb Vietnam's hand-eye coordination en route to the cat café, since he was pretty loud. ]
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While they coast out on the road, Makoto's fear threatens to get the worst of him as the speed climbs and climbs, but maybe there's a certain threshold for terror, since Makoto eventually becomes numb to the fact they could have a head-on collision at any moment. Even if he tends to get freaked out by even the passing mention of a haunted swim center, he can at least enjoy this moment — and with one huge gulp, he whoops.
Hopefully, that doesn't disturb Vietnam's hand-eye coordination en route to the cat café, since he was pretty loud. ]