From: Sunny | To: Julia Morrow the Pink Racer

[nOmnomnOm]

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TO: JULIA MORROW

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Jules,

How to put it...
I can't really accept the win from today's final race between us. It doesn't feel right.
An engine failure doesn't seem like something that would happen unless you've been a bit careless lately and considering I check on the Blitzie now and then I'm thinking you let me win! I'm calling you out, babe. It's not like you, even if you were a little frustrated. I'm not taking that from my ol' lady.

So.

Tomorrow before the finals I'd like to challenge you to a mine duel at Blackport.
You remember how it goes, right? Shields off and first to malfunction looses.

To keep things a bit interesting, how about we raise the stakes a little besides just the differance of three points being switched around if you win.
Whoever wins gets a free wish.

Oh and don't worry about your ride when I beat you fair and square this time. We've got the best pit-crew mechanics to fix your ship right up before the finals.

Love yeah,

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FROM: SUNNY

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