Stage B Log - Vinyl Scratch

I finally got to meet the stallion that had evaded me all this time, Blackest Skyline. I cantered into Pizza Stable expecting to see a black unicorn sat in a dark corner of the establishment, alone. I expected that, when I was to go over there to try and talk to him, he would refuse to acknowledge me because he has a hatred of other ponies and is only in this race to win, and he has some kind of dark motive behind the whole thing.

Stage A Log - Vinyl Scratch

So I got about six hours sleep, not a great amount considering the long haul from the start to the next overnight stop. I'd spent the short time I was asleep on one of the back seats of the GT-R, which was still in the dealership's back room. I decided it was best  to head for the race's start point, The Stalliongrad Arms. It was a pub, so I was hoping they served breakfast (I'd never really been to a pub previously.) The pub was about ten minutes from the dealership, and when I arrived three of the other competitors' cars were parked outside. I parked in between a blue Viper ACR and an orangey coloured Saleen, I think it was one of those S5S Raptor things. There was a black XJ220, too, so the competition looked tough.

Introduction - Vinyl Scratch

Life is an odd thing, you never quite know where it's going to take you, and how things are going to end up, but that's the fun of it. I'm Vinyl Scratch, or DJ PON-3 (That's my stage name, I do a fair bit of disk jockeying), and before I started my shift at my usual club in Stalliongrad last night I would've never imagined that I'd be pulling an all-nighter in the back room of Stalliongrad's prime Nissan dealership. Nor would I have anticipated spending 150,000 bits on a Haynessey tuned GT-R to enter into a race crossing half of Equestria, but here I am.