The wind was blowing gently in the Mushroom Gorge from the northern direction as things were relatively peaceful, with Toad and Donkey Kong enjoying a picnic together on the smooth green grass next to the giant bluish green mountain that housed many mushrooms.

"Man, this place is definitely nice and peaceful," Toad admitted as he was munching on a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. "How come we don't come here often?"

Donkey Kong rubbed the back of his head with his right arm, holding a couple of ripe yellow bananas in his left hand. "It's mainly because sometimes it gets a bit too windy to smell the dandelions and appreciate the beauty of nature."

It was then that the two watched as Toadette was blown off the bouncy red mushroom, falling into the gorge below as several of the other racers were blown back by the wind, which was getting stronger.

"Case in point," Donkey Kong commented as he pointed at the scene that just occurred on the race course.

Toad nodded his head as he was about to finish his sandwich, only to drop his jaw in dismay as he watched the wind snatch it out of his hands. "Hey!"