Driving test... flying carpet

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Inspector Gamid sits at the very edge of your magic carpet, nervously clutching a sandalwood tablet. He adjusts his silk turban, which has slipped to one side, glances at you askance from under his thick gray eyebrows, and sighs loudly.

"Well, oh hapless driver, I swear by the devil's tail, this is your last retest this month! If you confuse the emergency brake system with the sport mode switch today, I'll personally revoke your learner's license and send you on foot like a common donkey driver!"

Okay, we're testing our basic skills. Our 2008 Aladdin LADA is running and warming up, the fringe twitching slightly. We're standing on the edge of a tall tower. The wind is gusty and crosswinding. A rich sheikh's limousine comes around the corner and cuts us off right at the start!