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With that ramp trick, Weiss loses less speed on the turns. She’s ahead. 

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Pedal to the metal. The autowagon careens forwards, passing the dire fox before reaching the next corner. It handles the turn with all the grace of a block of metal on wheels, but the motion is mostly controlled. It keeps going at that speed, putting more distance between itself and Weiss. 

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Tch. Making up the turns is not enough.

She'll have to try harder... What would she do if she was running from something? -Blind and deafen it. No, attacking the other racer isn't fair. Hhhhhh.......

What if she uses 'illusory' wind to give her a tailwind, and more downforce, and also creates divots for her paws to really dig into as she gallops? She can handle this much splitting of attention and still feel the joy of speed, of the wind in her face and the ground rushing by mere feet away...

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That’s enough to catch up, stay right on the tail of the metal machine. Not enough to pass, though, and it maneuvers to cut her off whenever she gets close enough to try. 

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That’s how the first lap goes. How long can you both keep this up for?

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Cutting her off, are they? Maybe she can-

No, being invisible and projecting an illusion of herself while also doing all these speed boosts is beyond her.

And she's already a little bit tired, running flat-out for over almost two minutes straight. These hexes are fairly large and it adds up to well over a mile. She slows down a bit as her body struggles to keep up.

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The auto wagon doesn’t get tired, and is doing fine on fuel. If the driver is getting fatigued, maybe it shows in slightly clumsier maneuvers. Regardless, it does not slow down. 

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And so the race continues until it concludes. The two drivers cross the bounds first and Weiss second. It’s a respectable second, behind but close behind.

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She lopes to a less intense gallop, and then a panting canter, when her imminent loss becomes obvious. She paces, breathing deep and heavy, visible clouds of mist wafting forth.

 

Flop into the grass, tail lashing in annoyance, while the car comes back around.

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Golf clapping!

"Respectable show, Weiss. These two are clearly professionals at moving around, though."

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Applause from the work crew, and a little audience from the balconies of nearby buildings! 

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The two drivers stumble out of the car once it’s back, taking some time to breathe and get a bit calmer. Then they make their way to where Weiss is resting. “Good race!”

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"Hmph! I suppose it was, though I'm disappointed, my options for interfering with the other racer are all all a lot less sporting than just being in the way..."

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“Fire! We have unsporting options too, but they’re for roadwar not racing.”

One of them sits down nearby on the grass. “Don’t be disappointed. Most can’t keep up at all.”

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She sniffs imperiously.

"It was fun. I'm just dreading whatever screeching you're about to inflict upon us."

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The one sitting down shrugs. The one standing smiles and says, “Psh, about to find you some real music. Maybe sphinxcore?”

The one sitting down takes off his glasses and facepalms. 

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"These ears are finely tuned, only the best classical will do."

She drops the haughty voice. "I'm joking, if it wasn't obvious. Ahh... Let's get moving?"

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“Sure. But sphinxcore is classic. Just you wait.”

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The inside of the autowagon is luxe. There’s leather seats, cupholders that keep drinks cold, and some sort of air-box that keeps the atmosphere fresh and pine-scented. It’s also roomy, though how roomy depends on how many people are coming. 

The front is complicated. There’s the standard wheel, but also bunch of dials and buttons and indicators and even a couple levers. Some of which appear to be for things like ‘amphibious mode’ and ‘release caltrops’. 

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“Everyone in? Everyone ready?”

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Everyone is in. Mati is staying home to explain things to any more Kitsune who show up, so it's Megi, Tessa (who is intently observing the controls), and Weiss, who is mostly pouting.

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"Hold on to your horsepower..."

The car springs into action, the force throws backwards everyone who isn't holding on. The journey is not a smooth one, the car accelerates to a high speed and then keeps turning at every hex boundary at that same high speed. The engine roars, but in here the sound is muffled. Instead, the main sound is the music.

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Sphinxcore, as it turns out, is a mix of drums and deep and melodic humming, combined with a sensual voice asking riddles in various ancient languages. 

No one except the greatest academics know the languages, most translation items and spells can't understand them. So it's actually one of the the default types of music for mixed-language groups where not everyone has translation.

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She wants to learn these languages. She's not exactly a linguist, but she can't help but start taking notes of repeated phrases and words and putting them together in new  ways in her head.

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"Weiss... Can you do... Pillows or straps or something?"

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