You were walking through a dry desert terrain in Arizona. Just as you were walking, you spot a man with a long grey hair, a long-brimmed hat, goggles, a dark brown shirt with purple balls, long cargo pants, brown boots, and blue lipstick riding a horse towards you.

“So you’re a participant in this race, huh? Maybe I could help you.” He had this attitude that made him seem intelligent yet cocky. You then spotted a green hexagonal ball in his right hand, hinting at some weapon mastery.