Now this is what I joined this race for! Screaming down the road at top speed, not a care in the world. For a while it was just me, my car, and the track. I had Metallica blasting through the radio and James Hayfield's music just seemed to fit perfectly with the situation. I felt free. I felt awesome.
Eventually I ended up finding traffic. Two of them had a terrible colour on their car. The colour reminded me of a newborn colt or filly throwing up. Who in Equestria sees their newborn puke and think "That would be a great colour on my car."? Oh well. Some ponies are just stupid I guess.
I was flying past cars and just blowing their doors off. It's was tons of fun. The police didn't think that way when I did it to them though. I didn't care though because they couldn't catch the blue streak that is my Viper. Hopefully I was gone before they could see my licence plate or else I might have some company later.
Question: What was the stage time?
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