Skrak turned to the newcomer, smiling. "But of course. Looking forward to dashing around, flipping, grinding off anything I see, spinning, and dodging explosions caused by pure awesome," he replied. A random racer nearby gave the Argonian a weird look. "What? It happens. In fact, it's a slow day for me if less then three happen by the time I go to sleep." At Michael's excitement, he laughed good-naturedly. "Well, if all goes well, that won't be getting carried away. Sure the prize would be appreciated, very much so for my thousands of dollar in debt ass, it's a race. Look around, all these pilots, coming here to test their mettle, prove their skills, etc etc. It's the thrill of it all that really makes a big event like this worth coming to. Wouldn't you say?"