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Mama Battles 2Pac Vol. 3: Missile
“Manual flight mode!” Amy shouted her order to Venus, giving the AI assistant her command. She looked around at her husband, who gave her a displeased stare, which she ignored. When Amy selected manual flight mode, the steering wheel emerged from the dashboard but it had the design of an aircraft’s control column which pilots called a Yoke.
“Please use the manual flight controller to steer the vehicle. You can still use the acceleration pedal to propel the vehicle. To apply the vehicle’s braking system, squeeze the paddle shifters on each side of the steering column. If you would like to activate a feature, then just tell me, Venus, and I will assist you.” Venus announced her instructions with a friendly, bubbly tone in her digitized, human-like voice.
Amy had to let go of her husband’s hand once again, placing her hands on the flight steering column. She pulled up on the steering column when she thought the Camaro’s undercarriage was about to scrape the roof of a tr
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