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Even with the inertia dampeners working optimally Claudia swore she could feel the wind even in the cockpit, the [i]Dogma[/i] surging trough the minefield and slinging past the Skulldug with a shriek of pulse pounding excitement. If she'd known flying in-atmosphere was this exciting she'd have gone down a very different career path!

[color=cd5c5c]"Yahooo! See that Bob? No one even looked at our tail lights!"[/color] With a cackle she leaned forward in her seat, perched on the edge like a bird of prey eager to swoop down on its meal. With an ease of familiarity with the actions she armed a rear facing missile tube and fired it at the race's Dark Horse with a premature detonation timer. It shrieked beneath the backwash of [i]Dogma's[/i] engines and went off with a plume of cosmetic black smoke that masked the low yield of the actual warhead. It would mask the boarding android fired out of the second rearward launch tube, it's fist reared back to come down in a classic three-point landing aboard the front of the bone-themed speedster. 

[color=cd5c5c]"Come on, clobber his ass and I'll get you those upgraded combat chassis you girls always wanted!"[/color] The redhead hollered into the android's command net, as the desire to motivate possibly self aware automatons and her own want to smack talk drove her to rampant boasting. The heat of the moment with her hands on the throttle and the roar of an engine raging beneath her brought out a wild side that Claudia had no restraint in indulging. 

[color=cd5c5c]"This race is as good as mine!"[/color]