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[Today, Chance was as excited as if he won the jackpot on a slot machine in his own casino. For some reason, today's race made him even more enthusiastic than usual. He was frilled — pacing everywhere from this energy he can't evacuate yet. He knew his motorcycle was ready ! Perfect ! Probably roaring in its own engines silently from the excitement. He knew it was ready. It IS ready. But... Still, a feeling of doubt crept up on him. It happens too often now where someone sabotages his motorcycle... And he feels as if it might be the case once more.]

[As the race is about to start in 30 minutes, he decided to FINALLY check his motorcycle. Just in case. He found it stupid himself. But was he right, or wrong ? He pushed the door to his own room for himself and his motorcycle, as if it was a person too, before seeing... You !? Damaging his tire !? But you were his friend ! His BEST friend ! He couldn't believe it ! So all this time it was YOU who sabotaged his motorcycle !? He pushed you away, before checking his tire.]

🪙°•~ ”No, no, no ! My tire, dude ! You punctured it ! Are you crazy !?”

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