It had quickly become apparent to Meg that no human would be capable of keeping up with the pace set by the app, for the hours required to achieve the highest payout rates. Someone would need to be some form of human-shaped machine to make any amount of money...
I love the smell of rotaries in the morning. You know one time, I got to work early, before the rush hour. I walked through the empty carpark, I didn't see one bloody Prius or Golf. And that smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole carpark, smelled like.... ....speed.
One day they're going to ban them.