Everybody else had launched...besides Michael. His machine was sitting there. "...An incomplete mech." He mumbled, knocking his head onto the control panel. "Great....juuuuuuust great."<br/><br/>He looked up, seeing his reflection. Apparently, he had his dads eyes....uhh....eye. "....Wait, a minute. I'm Michael Gerwold! I'm part of the most kickass family on the planet! Something like this wouldn't stop mom or dad, or anybody in this family!" He told himself, his hair flaring back to it's blazing red. "But...I'm at a serious disadvantage!" He smiled, gripping the controls, the thrusters glowing with power. "To make up for it...." He chuckled, throwing the machine's head back so it could let out a roar.<br/><br/>"I'M GONNA HAVE TO KICK IT INTO OVERDRIVE!"<br/>m<a class="postlink" href="https://youtu.be/4458fC7mDsc?t=1m">http://youtu.be/4458fC7mDsc?t=1m</a>m<br/><br/>The machine blasted forwards, quite fast for it's large size! But it wasn't fast enough to make up for his late start.<br/><br/>Wasn't a problem.<br/><br/>The circle like devices  detached from the flipper like arms, attached to them only by a smile metal chain. They shot forward, attaching to another race, who looked backwards with confusion. Micheal cut the thruster, and smiled...as the circular object begun to retract the wire, sending Michael's machine forward.<br/><br/>"COMING THROUGH, NOW!" he yelled, as he detached the device, the momentum throwing him froward. He continued this, spinning around and attaching to other machine, using momentum to throw himself forward.<br/><br/>His little trick came to an end when he threw himself int he air, did a flip and landed.<br/><br/>On a car.<br/><br/>Douglas' car.<br/><br/>The machine's cockpit opened, as Michael stepped out, crossing his arms and letting the wind blow his hair back, a huge smile on his face.<br/><br/>"Hey, Douglas, I know it's a race, but I'm gonna need some help, just for a tiny bit! I'm sure ya don't mind, right?" He asked, not helping but laugh in enjoyment his self.