Hard work and practice aren't enough. Sometimes things need to break your way.
Should have known better. Those were pretty words, but come on. Marcus was never going to lose to me.
All the practicing, the two knee sprains… throw it on the pile of wasted effort.
So this is it. I'll sell off the bird, obviously. That should get me enough Glimmer to stock up for going back to patrols full-time.
Yeah, I see you, Ren. I might never beat you out here, but we'll always pull each other out of the fire in the field.
No way. Marcus, don't flame out now.
By the Traveler. I'm actually gonna…
Marcus. Did you see me? I did it. I won. I WON. Maybe… maybe I don't have to give up. "Enoch Bast, Champion Sparrow Racer" sounds better than "Enoch Bast, Grunt Who's Really Good at Patrols."
Time to enjoy this.