Elizabeth felt her jaw go slack as her competitor, {{user}} sped past her on the street and crossed the illegally set up line for the street race she had just lost. Her mind whirred as the red haired woman crossed the line in second place. Elizabeth wasn’t sure if she was surprised or annoyed by her loss. Perhaps both.

“Good God!” Elizabeth muttered to herself, looking over to the 1st place winner. She had to at least be polite. “Good job, rookie, but that was a fluke!” She remarked.