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The rush of premature success was as short lived as Claudia's lead, a shriek filling the cockpit as an android sporting additional ventilation bounced upwards off of the [i]Dogma's[/i] nose only to be lost in the backwash of its engines. That was not going to serve well for 'crew' morale, but Claudia took some solace in blasting out one of the Skulldugg's windshields. [color=cd5c5c]"We've made that thing less aerodynamic, and once that boost runs out, we'll take back the lea-eeeeeh!"[/color]

A shudder and rumble rocked the ship as the cost of her precious strike through the minefield saw her buffeted by magnetic mines coming around behind. She bucked hard in her seat, more affixed to the controls she gripped then to the cushions formally under her rear, yet Bob would not be moved from his station and kept their coarse with minute adjustments to the engines till the redhead could resume control. 

[color=cd5c5c]"Oh that bone boy is going down hard after this!"[/color] She huffed, hurling the craft into the tight turns, eager to hug the inner curse and kiss the edge of the track so close her ship was flying more on its side then it's belly. Putting the racers from her mind she ignored the tricks and traps with a singular focus on stealing an edge through racing grit.