After taking a breath so deep that he has to stop halfway for a rest before he inhales again, he continues:
“The one in the middle is the brake. On the far right is the accelerator.”
“You release the clutch slowly until you find the point where it engages, then give it a bit of gas, release the clutch, and move off.”
Parvaneh seems to accept this as an apology. She nods and calms down.
Takes hold of the steering wheel, starts the car, and follows his instructions.
The Saab lurches forward with a little jump, then pauses before catapulting itself
with a loud roar towards the guest parking and very nearly crashing into another car.
Ove tugs at the hand brake. Parvaneh lets go of the steering wheel and yells in panic,
covering her eyes with her hands until the Saab finally comes to an abrupt stop.
Ove is puffing as if he’d had to make his way to the hand brake by forcing himself through a military obstacle course.
His facial muscles twitch like a man whose eyes are being sprayed with lemon juice.
“What do I do now?!” roars Parvaneh when she realizes that the Saab is an inch from the taillights of the car in front.
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