“Route recalculation” said the voice in my helmet.
“Didn’t you used to say ‘Recalculating Route’?” I asked. “Maybe that was the last one. The one that died.” I pulled out of the gas station and headed south down the main road. Lara did her recalculation and realised I was back on route. “Drive for 47 kilometres” she said. Then “You are over the speed limit” .
“Only for a second” I replied. I had accelerated a little soon in anticipation of the 80 sign I was passing even as I spoke.
“Well, that’s all right then” said Lara.
“What? Did you just say ‘Well, that’s all right then’?”
I passed a 110 sign and accelerated again. For devilry I let the speedo drift up to 115.
“You are over the speed limit” .
“Sorry, a momentary lapse” I said, decelerating. “I really appreciate you pointing it out though. Thanks”.