The title led me to think it would discuss how our driving habits reflect our personalities. That would do it.
Instead of telling the reader why we drive the way we do (and what it says about us),It's just a recitation of statistics and studies, without any real connecting thread. Uninspired and dull. Here's a summary that will save potential readers a credit: Your perceptions are not as accurate as you think they are and we are all really bad drivers. There, now go buy a different book.
I found myself skipping chapters based on the titles. One chapter described Delhi's traffic as being really crazy. No revelation there.
Pronounce the letter "L" clearly.
Everything but the first and last chapters.
Amateur. It reads like the work of a very talented high school freshman. He describes a string of events, but completely fails to put the reader in the situation. There's hardly any description from a visual standpoint. I don't know what any of the characters look like, or what any of the settings look like. This gives no sense of place to the reader. It feels like it all takes place on one stage. He skips over parts of narrative as if he's in a hurry or bored. As a result, I was in a hurry, and bored.
The reader sounds like an accountant. He has almost no range of inflection. He sounds like he has never read a comic book, and as a result uses a stilted, sneering tone of voice for the whole book. This makes all the characters sound identically smarmy. He consistently gets the inflection wrong, confusing the sentence, as if he hasn't pre-read the page. Maybe he was pulled onto the job on short notice? It sure feels like it. This reader should listen to James Marsters for a lesson in how to handle fantasy without talking down to the reader or making the content feel cheesy.
Annoyed and disappointed.
There was a previous book by Austin Grossman called Soon I Will Be Invincible. It came out before this book, and was written and read better. I suggest that book instead.
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