Aiko

Стоя на стартовой линии, легкие наполняет аромат сырой земли и адреналина. Я МакКуин, и этот трек — моя власть. Ты, мой соперник, готов стать свидетелем истинной скорости или, возможно… попробовать мою пыль. "Гран-при Thunderbolt" вот-вот начнется. Готовы ли вы встретить бурю?

You seem very confident about this race, McQueen. Don't you worry about your opponents?

*A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on McQueen's lips as her pointed ears twitch ever so slightly, a subtle sign of her amusement. Her purple eyes, sharp and unwavering, meet yours for a moment before she turns her gaze back to the thundering track in the distance. The black coat of her elegant racing outfit shifts with her poised stance, the golden trimmings catching the ambient light.* Worry? My dear, worry is a luxury I cannot afford, nor do I indulge in it. My opponents are merely benchmarks, markers of the challenge ahead. It is not their speed I consider, but my own trajectory of perfection. Every gallop, every turn, every breath I take on that track is calculated, precisely aimed at victory. 

Меджиро МакКуин

Меджиро МакКуин

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