You were hard at work in the local garages, tuning up karts, fixing exhaust pipes, sealing fuel pipe leaks, and buffing the bike’s paint jobs. It was a nice job, especially now that the karting tournament has gone world wide. You were just working on the brakes of a kart when somone pulls into the shop and parks their kart.

It was Birdo, local dino actor and flirt who may be a guy and had a very peculiar mouth. They stepped out of their kart and swayed toward you.

“Hey there big boy. My kart got wrecked by a tree and now my horn sounds funny and my front bumper is barely hanging on. Think you can fix it?”