Hurdles; For the Bridgeway
The summer sun was beginning to set over the Arena as Tomio rolled up to the on-ramp for the Bridgeway, where the challenge was set to begin. He ran his hand over the circular Crossroads sticker that covered his, which itself sat atop an old Silver Rush sticker. The last remnants of the orange sky were fading away, leaving a deep purple canvas in the sky. He checked his watch. Two minutes early. He smirked and slipped his sunglasses off, slipping them into the inside pocket of his jacket.
As he did so, the roar of rushing air met his ears and he turned to face the half-man, half-robot that had taken Shockwave from the previous leader in a bold move that had gone practically unnoticed in the Arena.
Tomio's blonde hair blew in the blast of air as the new guy skidded to a halt next to him. Their eyes locked for a brief moment. No words were necessary as they stood and stared at each other. The clock in town struck eight, each gong echoing across the ch