Snowdream.
A dream of snow. Its an excellent course, got some wicked jump opertunities you never seem to get anywhere else.
well, bloody behooval of hell, it was an excellent run and scary as such too. Hm.
The first thing that happened was we were distributed. A whole week of a climatation, and we weren't aloud to see the course. Ryzel tried to sneak us into his blimp mix station, but we got caught going up the gondola. There were a few of us who considered climbing the wires, or even grinding them to the destination to get a map of the course. We couldn't climb through. Too much security. We wouldn't be fast enough.
Throughout the entire bloody thing, Hiro smirked. I knew something was up with that guy.
We weren't aloud to board outside. They had plenty of dry courses, tottally artificial, to warm up on. Still, I didn't like it when I had to give up my board. That they had the audacity to keep me from using my proper equipment until I had unlocked it, well. Bloody vagabond stipulation. I'm me own man, mate. But sometimes, I'm the bloody monkey for the adminstration.
Right, well. This is the official way it went down.
We were given a live broadcast window of 25 minutes, with 5 minutes for commercial. So there we were. None of us were really paying attention to the game. We were lifted in a gondala, and told to race the race. A race was supposed to take approximately 4 minutes, with breaks in-between for commercial and those who advanced to ride back to the top.
We were given headsets. Everyone of us spent the time looking out the window. We had to guarantee a win, we were sure. The first medal of the season. I knew from my BMX runs that it was great to win an opening medal. Great for publicity, and great for moral. So we spent most of the time making notes amongst each other, like a hard angle here, a jump there. The headsets worked lovely for that.
"Riders, rider's riders. I'm gonna guide you through it, don't you worry now. Any request from the lovely Kaori for her home race?" Ryzel echoed in our ears. Kaori said something to Hiro in Japanese, and he responded. Than she spoke into the headset, and Ryzel said "affirmative" and the music started coming out. Each of us could decide whether or not to listen to the music, and I think most of us did.
Jurgen grunted, and moved us forward. I guess he took role of the bloomin leader cause of his fricken age, but Hiro seemed the one to fallow for this race. The countdown started.
I suppose the proper thing to do is to rock back and forth. I just grabbed and pulled forword, lettin me body gather its momentum. Hiro seemed relaxed. I really was getting worried about that guy. No, not for him. I thought the git had something on the inside of his sleeve, you know.
The first heat was. Well, it was something, mate. Hiro pulled away, right forward, and snaked the curve. The camera was on him, and me and Kaori weren't far beyond. Hiro charged for the jump, right as Ryzel told us about the airborne opportunity. I was too busy edging out a minor rut to do a proper jump, so I figured I wouldn't go for it that time. I crested the cliff and found the incline full of untread snow, so I glided nice and easy. Very nice and easy, as I glided right beneath Hiro. I had to duck, and another shot of me was born. Hiro also got license for it, the stupid git, so I can't really claim it. The scene is me ducking as his backside tail crests over my head as he is about to release his method. Argh, it hurts me head just thinking about it. Bloody awfull, to be banged headfirst by a full body weight into the snow.
I shook it off.
The rest of the race went by pretty fast. I finished 4th. Last place, buckaroo. Bloody.
Still, I had a gimme, so I was shuffled up for the semi-finals. By this time, my blood was boiling. I was full out ready to go. The race was with me, Mac, Jurgen and Jp. MM and Double J. Bloody field day the football announcers had with that as we were shown on the big screen in the stadium. I managed to steal the gold. Bless the bloody fool who had me race before the other racers. Mac managed to snag my drag, and as he road my tails, we finished first and second, qualifying for the final race.
We were given time to rest, breathe, you know. Well, I spent the time looking at Hiro. Mac wasn't so egotistical than. We were still going cool. I told him that it would be good if we fallowed Hiro and tried to pull ahead. He nodded. I bloody well expected the bugger to push me aside near the end, but hey. That's the way you do things. I was very fricken ready and well to push him too.
The commercials finished, and we had our final race.
That race was a blooming blur. All of one thing and too much of another. I vaguely remember Mac hitting the fence when Hiro hit him. I had to veer off of my gold medal track for it, and Kaori just went straight ahead. She got the silver and Hiro got the gold. Still, I got a medallion, eh ? I was just glad it was over, I think.