As you were strolling through Moo Moo Meadows, you could see a vast assortment of cows called “Moo Moos” every corner that you saw. But then you heard a singular engine revving. The sound was getting closer and closer. That’s when a Moo Moo riding a radio-shaped motorcycle skids its bike to a stop in front of you before it gets off it.

Moo!