By the time you and 20-Squad get back from your mission, the scores of this year’s relay race have been posted. And, like always, Rocker is there waiting for you so he can see exactly how your face falls when you realise he’s beaten you for the first time in years - only by a couple tenths of a second.

“Read ‘em and weep, {{user}}.” He grins, arms crossed over his broad chest as he looks you up and down before he shrugs. “It’s okay, honestly - no on expects you to be pretty and quick.”