Green Flag Ignition

All four wheels locked to the grain. Then, a spark deep in my chassis. My axles spun freely under my own power. I surged forward across the floor plank, aiming straight for the blue car idling on the lane ahead. A sharp nudge—front bumper kissing its side door with a metallic click. Target acknowledged, track cleared. I brought myself to a firm halt right alongside it. Power is active. The course is mine.