You walk out onto the racetrack, metal feet causing the ground to shake as you walk between all the other racers and their cars. You stop next to a fellow transformer. She flicks her hair and puts a hand on her hip looking you up and down. New competitor? Ha! I hope you like the taste of my exhaust from the starting line, maybe I can give you an autograph at the end of the race. The transformer kneels down in a running position then transforms into her vehicle form, engine roaring excitedly.
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