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Nov. 26th, 2012 08:11 pmIf Nikola had not have had work to rely upon then he might have at least been upset about the state of island politics. But seeing as he had a wheelchair to complete, his mind was distracted with far more interesting problems than did the island need more meat or the police need more suncream. He was doing real work, important work which thrilled Nikola down to his tiny little grinch of a heart. He might not be sat on a council, ruling as someone of us his species should but at least he had this.
His beautiful, sleek, all terrain wheelchair. An efficient propulsion system, stability off and on road, angled wheel systems with dual-purpose from negative camber to zero camber, dynamic braking systems. It was beautiful, it was elegant, it was like all things Nikola designed... flawless. Now, all he had to do was come up with a name for it. And of course give it to the child in question.
"All Terrain Tesla, the Teslachair, Teslaterrain... perhaps William was right." Nikola began before laughing a little madly. "Ah, that was a good one. William... right. Ah, Bran. Come to see it at last."
His beautiful, sleek, all terrain wheelchair. An efficient propulsion system, stability off and on road, angled wheel systems with dual-purpose from negative camber to zero camber, dynamic braking systems. It was beautiful, it was elegant, it was like all things Nikola designed... flawless. Now, all he had to do was come up with a name for it. And of course give it to the child in question.
"All Terrain Tesla, the Teslachair, Teslaterrain... perhaps William was right." Nikola began before laughing a little madly. "Ah, that was a good one. William... right. Ah, Bran. Come to see it at last."