"...It's so hard when I try to be me. Yeah!"

The druid looks toward you with a new determination in his pale blue eyes. "I know what I must do, come on Bubbles, we've got a race to finish! The man hops on his gull and speeds away to the track. You know deep down despite the odds, he'll find a way to win, and with the prize money Elouise will finally get the operation she needs! "God's speed, racer." You wispier as the last of his dust trail disappears over the horizon.