Board Thread:Off-topic/@comment-25908355-20151203184725/@comment-25908355-20151203190048

(YAS.)

Sard puts on his racing helmet, before looking at his racecar. He calls Topaz.

Sard: Topaz? Are you there?

Pyrite: Non. It's me, Pyrite.

Sard: Close enough. Is the plan ready?

Pyrite: Oui. You know what you're supposed to do?

Sard: Firstly, I'll have to win.

Pyrite: Good luck, agent Sard.

Sard: I'll need it.

Sard gets in his seat and prepares...