The sky stretched wide above the finish line. White clouds curled across the blue like enormous ribbons while dust swept over the racetrack. The crowd roared from both sides waving flags and shouting the racers names. The start banner fluttered in the wind.

Johnny hands tightened around the reins. His blue eyes locked onto the goal ahead his breathing sharp and uneven. Beside him Gyro leaned forward in his saddle blond hair whipping beneath his hat.