it looked like the same car , except that forever afterwards it seemed able to do 250 miles on a gallon of petrol , ran so quietly that you practically had to put your mouth over the exhaust pipe to see if the engine was firing , and issued its voice.. synthesized warnings in a series of exquisite and perfectly.. phrased haikus , each one original and apt ... late frost burns the bloom would a fool not let the belt restrain the body ?