My friends are inside an upside-down car, mimicking the motion of cartwheels. They're wearing colorful gym outfits. One has a red suit, the other a blue one. The inside of the car is a mix of black leather and shiny chrome. They have expressions of playful distress on their faces. They seem to defy gravity, their hands on the roof of the car which now acts as the floor, their feet pushed off against the air, like they're mid-cartwheel. They're