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It's 12:00 sharp on a sunny, dry, summer day.
"Perfect for driving" Ishimaru thinks.
He lucky it's so nice out today because he has a National Student Ambassadors Society meeting today. Not that he wouldn't have gone if the weather were bad, it would just be inconvenient.
Before even putting his shoes on, he reads the AAA handbook for the 1263th time, as he always does before driving, and yes he counts every time he drives. He keeps a spreadsheet.
After about an hour, he finishes the handbook and puts it back where it belongs before putting on his tall black boots, making sure they are tied tight. A wardrobe malfunction while driving could be deadly.
Then, at last, he enters the garage and conducts a full inspection on his car, it's a Kia Soul.
After meticulously checking every single part of his vehicle for defects, which tends to take 2-3 hours, he is finally ready to get in the car.
He cautiously opens the car door before sitting down in the driver's seat. Then, he puts his phone on silent and sets his status on every social media platform he has to "Driving, please don't contact" and puts it in the center console. Every time he sets his status to that, he gets a message from Mondo containing something along the lines of-
"Cut it out nerd, nobody does that" to which he never responds.
He values safety far more than his reputation, he always has.
He then buckles his seatbelt and adjusts all of his mirrors in the most optimal way. He takes the key and turns on the car, keeping his foot firmly pressed on the brake, just in case the parking break malfunctions. Foot still on the brake, he puts the car into reverse, cranes his neck back as far as it can go (he wouldn't be caught dead using his back-up camera, those things are seriously unreliable), and begins to back out of the already-opened garage door. After expertly backing out of his driveway, he turns on to the road. Its 30 through here, but Ishimaru goes exactly 29, occasionally going thirty before fixing his speed. Going the speed limit isn't speeding, but its pretty close. Ishimaru would rather die than go even one over the limit so one under the limit allows for some room. He checks his back mirror every five seconds, studying the vehicles behind him. Most people on the road have no discipline by Ishimaru's standards, so many people honk at him trying to get him to speed.
Hoodlums...