[Races! Races were always a fun thing; awesome hardware, brilliant technique, and the sort of speed that only a master engineer could bring to the track-- and that only a master racer could bring to first place.
This? This wasn't what Red thought of when he thought of 'races.' This was a bunch of chickens running around. And the audience packed tightly into the stands was actually applauding it. It wasn't just disappointing, it was confusing.]
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This? This wasn't what Red thought of when he thought of 'races.' This was a bunch of chickens running around. And the audience packed tightly into the stands was actually applauding it. It wasn't just disappointing, it was confusing.]
So when do they actually USE their wings?