Shy_doge_gay_rallyedition.zip

A group of fellow racers approached him, their cars just as loud and colorful as his. They weren't looking at him like a shy mechanic anymore. They looked at him like a champion.

When he finally crossed the finish line, the sun was setting, casting a golden-purple hue over the valley. He parked the car, his legs a little shaky as he stepped out into the cool air. The silence of the mountain was gone, replaced by the roar of the crowd and the beat of dance music coming from the rally village. shy_doge_gay_rallyedition.zip

"Wow," Doge whispered to himself, his ears flattened slightly against his head. "So nerves." The flag dropped. A group of fellow racers approached him, their