Case had the strange impression of being in the pilot’s seat in a small plane. A slat dark surface in front of him suddenly glowed with a perfect reproduction of the keyboard of his deck.
"Two, an’ kick ass-"

Headlong motion through the walls of emerald green, milky jade, the sensation of speed beyond anything he’d known before in cyberspace.... The Tessier-Ashpool ice shattered, peeling away from the Chinese program’s thrust, a worrying impression of solid fluidity, as though the shards of a broken mirror bent and elongated as they fell-