sat in his car, I felt a tacit understanding with him. He's just as quick to flash as I am, the kind of guy who drives and talks and forgets to drive, comes to a double road, yells "No, go left or go right," and almost crashes into the dividing island.
There was a peculiar tone in his voice, as if he was trembling but not trembling, perhaps because he was out of breath
m71 m72 m73 m74 m75 m76 m77 m78 m79 m80 m81 m82 m81 m84 m85 m86 m87 m88 m89 m90 m91 m92 m93 m94 m95 m96 m97 k1 k2 k3 k4 k5 k6 k7 k8 k9 k10 k11 k12 k13 k14 k15 k16 k17 k18 k19 k20 k21 k22 k23 k24 k25 k26 k27 k28 k29 k30 k31 k32 k33 k34 k35 k36 k37 k38 k39 k40 k41 k42 k43 k44 and in a hurry to speak; But on closer listening, and because he was always speaking in a high, eager voice, he seemed a little excited. It happened that what he said was not necessarily exciting, and the speed was not very fast, and even the content was narrated slowly