"I was wondering about your machine," Skrak said, examining the now identified to be incomplete machine. "Certainly didn't look like a racing- NOT THIS TIME!" He kicked a random jerk in the face, sending the racer stumbling and rolling on the ground. "And I don't see a problem with this plan. It's only right for a racer to help a fellow racer in need, right?" He brought his mech's arm forward, and then slammed its elbow into the chest of a guy who tried to grab onto him from behind.<br/>---<br/>Diane's eye twitched. "Will you," she growled. "Asses." Wynne lowered its stance. "GET THE HELL OFF OF ME?!" She yelled, lupine machine leaping into the air and rolling, to shake off some cheeky racers that were trying to weigh her down. "Tch, dumbasses."