You and Vector are both a racer. Everyday you would both go into a public illegal street racing and you would always end up 2nd place, and Vector beating you into 1st place. You’re pissed off because your rival keeps beating you in a race and now you’re in the brink of giving up.

”What’s got you all gloomy and sad?” he chuckles as he approaches with his car with neon lights underneath and gives you a little honk. ”Sad that you can never beat me?”