"Are you sure you don't want me to take your place?" Matthew asked Sigmund, who had been driving almost all day since leaving Lake Tahoe.
Sigmund shook his head. He then glanced at Collin, who was in the back seat, through the rearview mirror. "You should be like him. I don't know if he's alive or dead. He's been sleeping since then."
"I hear you, Old Man," Collin said without opening his eyes.
Matthew laughed as he turned to Collin. "You seem to be enjoying the trip very much."
Collin opened his eyes. "I don't understand why we use this slow junk car. Even my running speed seems to be faster than this car."
Sigmund, who heard Collin's words, suddenly stopped his car. It made Matthew and Collin jump forward.
"Hey, what are you doing? You could crash the car behind us," Collin shouted.
Sigmund immediately turned to Collin, who was sitting in the back seat. "You said you were faster than my junk car?"
Collin nodded his head. "Why? You want to prove it?"
