“Wait,” I squeaked. “There’s no computer?” I pointed at the stick shift in the center console. “That’s a real gear shift? As in not just for show?” When he nodded, I made a choking sound. “We’re going to die.” “You know, people drove their own cars for over a hundred years, and the species somehow survived,” Nik said dryly. “Not all of them!” I cried. “Car accidents used to be the number-one cause of death before self-driving AIs took over. Next thing you’re going to tell me is it runs on gasoline.” Nik reached down to shift gears without a word, and my stomach dropped. “You’re kidding.” “You
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