Heh, while Vixen goes in quiet and stealthy- the man known as Pyro knows differently. Pyro may not be the racer with the best record, but he does have a knack for survival. He knows how this is supposed to go. Play to the cameras, big brother Arturo is watching after all. In the end, that may just be why he wasn't the biggest winner in the league. Too prone to showing off. The cherry red "Torchsong" revs as he approaches the gates- picking up speed while others only get slower. His red riding suit and helmet letting the wind whip around him as he flips one switch. A chemical reservoir in his bike gets the signal and begins letting it's payload out the back- with a small laser igniting it as he passed.<br/><br/>The result- Pyro not only approaches the gates fast but a trail of flames almost as tall as his bike marks where he's been. All to put on a good show of course. He doesn't stop so much as powerslide into the garage- turning off the napalm dispenser only to prevent burning down the garage. Not that he doesn't want to watch it burn so much as it would come out of his cash prize.<br/><br/>Looking toward a camera in the garage, he takes off his helmet to reveal that almost all of the skin on his head is obviously fake- synthetic skin to help the fact that he was once burned quite badly himself. The cameras with better sound reception are inside so he doesn't talk to it right away. Parking his bike properly, he steps inside and grins for the cameras- tapping the first he can actually reach like a prize horse.<br/><br/>"<strong>Hey kiddies, Welcome to the Uncle Pyro Show! HA!</strong>"