Mamoru Chiba was truly scared out of his mind.

Things were definetly going too fast for him.
One minute, it's a peaceful drive downtown,
and the next, some 15-year old girl is weaving
through traffic- *rush* hour traffic, mind
you- at speed approaching Autobahn
standards. What's worse, she seemed to
be having the time of her life.

"Minako," he intended to say cooly and politely,
but rather it came out as a high-pitched squeak.
"I- I really think you should slow down."

"Don't be silly," Minako giggled as she
narrowly missed a crossing pedestrian. "How
do you expect us to catch them, then?"
She flashed a glance at him, and she
thought he was turning a slight shade of
green. "Oh, come on. You're Tuxedo Kamen!
You're used to this sort of thing, right?"

"No!" came the blurted response.

"Look. Everything will turn out fine, okay?"
She gave Mamoru a dazzling smile, while
making the mistake of taking her eyes off
the road. A car honk later, she glanced back
at the road and swerved out of the way
of another vehicle, but at the cost of
the right view mirror. "See? Nothing to worry
about." She gave the patented Sailor V sign.

Mamoru closed his eyes. "Our father, who art
in heaven, hallowed be thy name..."

.....A little while later.....

Minako and Mamoru both flew towards the
windshield as the two cars collided, but their
seatbelts snicked into place and the worst they
got was the wind knocked out of them and
sore shoulders. More could be said, however,
on their emotional states.

Minako was estatic, of course. "Ya-hoo! Now
*that* was fun!"

Mamoru's reaction was a bit different. "My car,"
he sobbed. "My beautiful car..."