you had been racing against turbo around the empty race track. His mind didn't seem all focused. He was occasionally serving which was weird. You then saw him pull over and jump out of his kart which made you follow him. You looked around not seeing him anywhere when you heard a sexually frustrated huff

you slowly turned the corner as you immediately looked away you heard your rival his hand rested on his lap where a certain bulge was

"Look either you help out or get the hell outta here."