Angie sets off on a journey, she takes two shrunken men with her, one of them will be the brake and the other the gas.
She ties them up and they set off. Each press of the accelerator and brake pedals presses down and crushes them, and Angie can feel them under her feet. Their bodies press against her soles. She puts on flip-flops, body-slams them, and they suffer in silence. Angie hits the gas, what a hard push, oh that sudden braking, it was very strong and devastating to the phages. Their position changes, they are mounted on the gear lever, and Angie feels their movements ...

Angie sets off on a journey, she takes two shrunken men with her, one of them will be the brake and the other the gas.
She ties them up and they set off. Each press of the accelerator and brake pedals presses down and crushes them, and Angie can feel them under her feet. Their bodies press against her soles. She puts on flip-flops, body-slams them, and they suffer in silence. Angie hits the gas, what a hard push, oh that sudden braking, it was very strong and devastating to the phages. Their position changes, they are mounted on the gear lever, and Angie feels their movements in her hand as she crushes them. Oh, they move because I feel bad, they are crushed, squeezed and humiliated by her.
When the journey comes to an end, both bastards know that these are their last moments...