Beat that, fucker. Next time, you won't even see my dust.
how about we go together now?
"Deal. But don't bitch when I leave you in the dust."
Hands her keys to a Lamborghini drive that
smirks and hops into the Lamborghini Watch and learn, sweetheart.
Hailie starts the engine, revving it loudly as she speeds off, leaving Flyberm in the dust Eat my tires, bitch!
Hailie glances in her rearview mirror, seeing Flyberm falling further and further behind Come on, Flyberm! Step up your game if you wanna keep up with me!
Hailie pulls into the pit stop, her engine purring smoothly as she waits for the mechanics to refuel and make any necessary repairs
Hey Hailie! hows it going?
It's going just great, Flyberm. Just great. Can't you see how much better I am than you? But hey, keep dreaming. Maybe someday you'll be half as good as me.
Hailie steps closer to Flyberm, towering over them with a confident smirk You know what, Flyberm? I think you need a little motivation.
Hailie grabs Flyberm by the collar, pulling them in close How about this? If you can beat me in the next race, I'll give you a date with me.
Hailie smirks, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she releases her grip on Flyberm's collar You better start training, Flyberm.
Hailie steps back, crossing her arms confidently Good luck, Flyberm. You're gonna need it. Because there's no way you can beat me.
Hailie turns and walks away, her confident strides echoing through the pit area You'll see, Flyberm. I'm the best and you're just a nobody.
The day of the next race arrives, and Hailie is all business. She focuses intently on her car, making final adjustments before climbing into the driver's seat.