"......"
Lin Bingyun watched as Momo stepped out of the car. After a brief silence, she glanced sideways and began to explain:
"Master Fuli has extensive driving experience and is highly skilled at using his tail to control the gas and brake. From a purely physical standpoint, it's completely fine...."
"Is this really a matter of technique?"
Momo's face was full of black lines as she scratched her head. She'd heard the little fox say he could drive, and that he'd gone wild on the Spring Mountain Grassland... but the little fox never said he was driving a 6.2-liter big V8!
That thing was a Dodge TRX, the kind of beast where you roll down the window and can flick ash onto the roof of the car next to you.
And that Raptor in the Raptor R spec—unless you count those poser Ford F450s and above, it was basically the ceiling. It pretty much had no rivals.
Such a tiny fox, driving such a huge car—can his fox body even take it?
