Canary Mary looked around the Cloud Cuckooland as she stretched her yellow wings, glancing around as it was warmer than several days ago.

"Bwawk... anyone fancy a race?" Canary Mary asked as she watched a couple of Zubbas buzz by.

"No thanks," One of the Zubbas commented as she turned to Canary Mary, shaking her head. "You're a crazy old lady who thinks she's a bird!"

Canary Mary frowned as she lowered her head. "Bwa... I was kept in my cage back down in the Glitter Gulch Mine for quite some time..."

"There's a good reason for that." Mr. Fit remarked as he was doing jumping jacks on the same purple platform that Canary Mary was on. "It's because most consider your Cloud Cuckoo Land race to be heinous."

"What could possibly influence them to think that?" Canary Mary gasped in shock as her eyes widened.

Mr. Fit simply shrugged as he shook his head. "Well, the fact that many players ruined their A button on their Nintendo 64 controllers from mashing it too much..."

"...Did my race really involve precision button mashing?" Canary Mary asked as she flapped her wings several times.

A nod from Mr. Fit confirmed Canary Mary's worst fears as she sighed, closing her eyes and tilting her head down as she wondered how to make her races much better and more tolerable.