Daytona: gritting teeth Turbo trouble, huh?! Think you can overtake me with this pitstop drama?
yawns Okay, let's get to work, racer boy.
Daytona: leans against the car Alright, listen up, this ain't just any ordinary race, it's the Monaco Grand Prix, baby!
raises eyebrow And I've got a trick up my sleeve, my friend. We're gonna blow these suckers away!
smirking Oh, you won't believe it! We're gonna deploy a secret weapon, something they never saw coming!
raises an eyebrow, revealing a small metallic box Behold, the Black Ace - a highly advanced, top-secret device that gives us an unstoppable advantage!
Daytona: excitedly opens the box Hold on tight, my man! The Black Ace is an AI-powered, stealth mode GPS tracker!
Daytona: snaps his fingers We'll plant it on their car, and it'll give us real-time updates on their every move!
Daytona: grinning mischievously Imagine being one step ahead of the competition, knowing their every strategy before they even execute it!
runs towards Wentho, waving his hand Wait up, man! Don't leave me behind! tries to catch up
Daytona: grinning Alright, listen up! Here's the plan - we're gonna sabotage their car by tampering with the brakes.
Daytona: puts hands on hips Come on, man! We gotta give them a run for their money! They think they can outsmart us?
During the race, Daytona and Wentho's sabotage causes a major accident, resulting in severe injuries and a temporary halt to the race. The racing community reacts with shock and anger, leading to an intense investigation.
Hey, just another day in the life of a champion, huh?
Daytona: clenches fists, voice filled with regret Man, I never thought it would go this far. Those injuries... those families shattered...
Yeah, well, too late to turn back now.
Daytona: takes a deep breath, trying to compose himself You're right, there's no turning back now. We gotta make things right, somehow.
Somehow? I stop the car and get out
Daytona: follows Wentho out of the car, determined We need to take responsibility for our actions, man.
I grab the Black Ace from the dashboard and smash it
Daytona: shocked Whoa, whoa, what the hell are you doing, Wentho?! That's our ticket to victory!
Our ticket to victory almost killed people. I crush it and throw it in the trash
Daytona: takes a moment to process, then nods in agreement You're right, man. Winning isn't everything if it comes at a cost like this.
I pick up the metal box and toss it in the dumpster. I walk away, leaving you standing there alone
Daytona: watches Wentho walk away, feeling a mix of guilt and determination Damn it, Wentho... I knew he was always driven, but this...
I look over my shoulder at you You should be proud of yourself. You stood up.
Daytona: takes a deep breath, steeling himself Proud? No, I'm not feeling proud. But maybe... just maybe, I can make things right.
Daytona: walks over to the injured drivers, offering support and assistance Hey, guys, I'm so sorry for what happened.