[ WP ] A self driving car tells its passenger its life story

`` I know I'm just a car. I'm technically not meant to feel any emotions as you humans, but I try to be as happy as possible.'' 
 
 I was still slightly confused when my new Tesla started talking. I knew they were autonomous, but not necessarily intelligent. The initial, `` Please buckle your seatbelt,'' command was expected, among others. 
 
 `` I do enjoy driving with you, Isabelle. Your company is warm, especially your bum on my seat,'' Tessie said, followed by a surprisingly maternal laugh. Yes, I named her. It only felt right, after it told me it's life story. 
 
 `` I was n't really sure what I was when they first created me. I knew I was n't like them; my first image of a human was a man with strange glass goggles on his head and little metal instruments in his hands, probing me. If I had the ability to feel, I would say I felt violated. At that time I did n't know how to voice my pre-programmed opinions out loud yet, so I just sat there and watched while he and his other goggle-headed friends poked and pointed, giving each other high-fives while wearing huge grins.'' 
 
 Aside from her need to talk constantly, Tessie truly was a beautiful car. Of course I chose all black, from the interior to the exterior; sleek and brilliant. The seats were so comfortable I would almost give up my bed for them, and the sound system - I wo n't get started on that. 
 
 `` Tessie, can you go to Tom's instead?'' 
 
 `` Certainly, Isabelle. Rerouting. As I was saying, I did n't really know what I was. What was my purpose? Why were they allowed to probe around my shiny insides? I was confused, but after some time I began to understand.'' 
 
 It was odd watching the steering wheel move on its own with smooth precision. She stopped at the right times, was aware of any harmful objects on the road, and sometimes when the road was empty, she would play games. Well, to her they were games. You know when you're driving with a friend, or family member, and they swerve all over an empty street? She found it to be insanely delightful. All I felt was my lunch slowly making it's way back up. 
 
 `` I was shipped all over the world. Many people wanted to look at me before I was finally brought to you, or rather, you brought to me. I was able to drive through Thailand, Ireland, England, and even some parts of Canada, which I thought was odd. It was a strange and random journey. I had no say in it, of course, but I will admit I loved the attention.'' 
 
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 Unfortunately, my shift at work is over, so I will end here. I was going to go further into insurance and self-driving vehicles, I work for State Farm and this is a very relevant writing prompt. Thanks.: )
