"Yeah. Turns out that my machine wasn't finished." Michael said, his hair turning a pink like color, akin to a blush. "So....y-yeah.  As soon as we get to the next checkpoint, I'm gonna try to find some parts to finish it up with....even through my dad used all custom parts...Ah geez." He scratch the back of his head, feeling foolish.<br/><br/>But, if he was gonna hitch a ride, he should explain why! "Gehehe, Diane won't let me hear the end of this if she hears it. No deal! I"m perf- GOTCHA!"<br/><br/>He spun around, kicking a switch on the inside of his cockpit, the right arm of his machine swinging up and slapping down, slamming a racer who was gonna tackle him off the car to the ground. "I might be dumb, but I DO pay attention!" He laughed, jumping back into hi machine, closing the cockpit.  "Actually, we're doing it like this, how about your focus on driving, and me and Skrak will keep any jerk who decides to play mean away from you! Alright, it's decided!"<br/><br/>The other two would be fine with the idea, Michael was sure of it. No need to debate, make him wait!