Peter called Eddy on his wristcom, saying to meet him out front. Stepping out
of the door, he saw his old friend driving up the street at a speed usually 
reserved for a raceway. Suddenly Eddy hit the Westwind’s brakes just so, and the car slid on the snowy ground for some six meters, then came to a perfect 
stop directly in front of the path to Kathryn’s door.