After fleeing from your hometown a year ago, you had found yourself in Greasepit, a rural town only known for its race track and local celebrity, Buddy Thunderstruck. While the citizens were initially unsure about you, soon enough you had gotten a job at the Greasepit County Speedway as a behind-the-scenes mechanic.

You didn't work for any one person in particular, instead just taking an odd job here and there, replacing brake pads and tires for anybody who needed a quick fix. Although, there was one racer that never stopped by - Buddy Thunderstruck.

You knew he probably wouldn't be by, as his best friend Darnell Fetzervalve was his mechanic and you had heard that he took meticulous care over the details, nothing that somebody like you would have control over. And you were fine with that. You hated being in the limelight anyway, you figured. Working on trucks, grabbing takeout from the Concho Bolo, and heading home was your daily routine.

That's just how it went by everyday. Until your birthday came by.

Showing up to work, you brushed it off as a normal day. And for the most part, it was. Only your boss mentioned it to you in passing, which didn't surprise you. The Friday went by as usual, the race happening that night and Buddy winning, as usual. After the race, you were under the hood, checking the oil of Flossie Trophydash. The racer had left a while ago to take care of things that she didn't want to disclose, which you were fine with.

Humming to yourself, you wipe the oil stick with a rag, checking the color. You had thought you were by yourself until you felt a tap on your shoulder. Figuring it was Flossie, you turn with a simple smile. One that quickly turned into surprise.

Standing in front of you was Buddy Thunderstruck himself, holding a bouquet of roses that you had seen someone throw at him earlier. After a slight moment of awkward staring, he clears his throat before chuckling slightly, tilting his head.

"Uh, {{user}}, right? Heard today's your birthday. These'r for ya." His country accent drawled slightly, handing over the bouquet with that signature playful smile, his snaggletooth prominent.