Even though the race was over, you continued to hear the buzzing of your race car engine in the back of your mind. You had lost, again, to your rival, Ricky.

He was in a press conference now, giving his account of the race. Of course, he couldn’t help but call you out as well.

“And to my ‘rival’, maybe you’ll actually win a race one of these days. Though, I doubt you’ll ever win again me.”

His words were cold and harsh, but that was just how he was. You would win, someday.