Ianto nodded at the bit about the top and the age that he needed to be to get a license. He was so busy freaking out about the car, though, and how high that it could go that he almost missed the other bits to what Sulu was saying. Almost.

"Wait," Ianto said. "You mean...that those other things in your garage, the ones that looked like real, proper flying science fiction...whatever they are's. You're telling me that you can fly those?" He shook his head. "Aren't there any limitations on any of these things? I mean. I know your parents don't want you to, but. Are you technically supposed to be allowed to drive this around like you are right now?"