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... ough to do the modifications to the design that were needed at this stage.

This setup would allow them to modify the interior, as well as add and remove standard items to make the design more user-friendly. Fortunately, they had a variety of body sizes in the team, so they wouldn't need to call anyone else in for the user function verifications, which would save them a lot of time between finishing the digital design and getting the physical prototype made.

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