Joachim looked over the tip of the seat, which itself seemed hurriedly patched together from leftover sofas, iron barding, and rusty bolts. The pedals, of which there were nine and a half, were placed upon ridiculously long and spidery extensions of metal. And yes, nine and a half—you read that right. One of the pedals didn’t even reach high enough to where even the diamond dog with the longest of legs could reach down and press upon it without slipping off the seat.