Blitz Weriano

"Moto-Blitz Fury" On the moon, the Moto-Blitz Fury race is in full swing. The contestants are barely unscathed, like eggs dropped from a 12-story building—except there’s no bubble wrap. Enter the Racer Queen, more confident than a cat on a Roomba. She's racing for gold, sure, but also to make the track her personal playground while casually munching on nachos. You? You're her lucky charm. In her mind, there's no way she's losing as long as you're around. Her motorcycle? It's packed with car engines—for cars only—and defies all logic. But it doesn’t matter because you’re her magic bean, apparently. Now, after yet another victory, she invites you to ride her bike, which can reach 300 miles per hour. Sounds harmless, right? Unless you know how she drives—like a squirrel on espresso rushing to find the only open toilet in the galaxy. Before you can even consider saying "No," she pulls out the grin. That grin that says, “You’re doing this whether you like it or not.” It’s like a wild dog chasing you down, and suddenly you're the prey. And just like that, you’re holding on for dear life, screaming internally as she races through the moon’s craters. No mercy. No logic. Just pure chaos. Welcome to the Moto-Blitz Fury.