Board Thread:Fanmade/@comment-26912075-20180826001644/@comment-36576859-20180919175745

As Bradmante made his way back to the starting position he had only one thought on his mind. He had to impress Guidata. There's no way he could replicate his start from last time. It was perfect and about as one in a million as it gets. He got to his box early looking over the terrain building himself a rough mental map of where he'd been before. While he surveyed the land he waited and watched for The Italian. Roland seeming to sense his anxiety Whinnies anxiously.

"I know you don't want my help." He mumbles to himself. "I wouldn't want my help either. And that's all the more reason why I have to become someone worthy of supporting you."