cacklingbeanwitch entered the race
Cackletta enjoyed scaring people, did she? Well good.
She may’ve not exactly petrified or terrified the racer, sure. But her appearance? Gave him a fair enough shock, that was for sure. It wasn’t like anything he had seen out of the arcade before–kind of reminded him of Cybugs, but even so. His gaze focuses on her, turning into a squint as he frowns. Designs just kept getting weirder and weirder by the years.
“Sheesh,” He breathes, his tone bitter and apparent enough for the villain to hear. “What sicko designers did YOU get stuck with, maggot?”