21. Car
He had never been a huge fan of speeders persay. Not the floating cars that so lazily made paths trough the landscape of Coruscant. The highways where both the rich and poor mingled where just paths of ants to him.
What he appreciated was his bike, bloodfin. It was open and so much more maneuvarable than some lazy speeder car could ever be. They made him feel claustrophobic almost and he couldn't see what he wished to see either.
They were deathtraps and he hated them utterly and completely. Now Bloodfin on the other hand was designed for speed and elegance. It was power and it was viciousness and the joy of the hunt in one machine. It was a part of him.