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And lo, verily it came to pass that our hero did say unto himself that the time had come to face the horrors of Special licence test. And verily he did undertake to race the diverse races of this challenge, to test himself and prove his worthiness to enter 'like the wind' whereupon he might win the fabled 787.
And the lord did test our hero as he entered the challenge, with diverse tests of sore difficulty and sorrow - the much feared Seattle circuit reverse and the pant-wettingly nasty Cote D'Azur.
And he did face many failures in these tasks and he was beset on all sides by the evil of missing qualifying by a mere one thousandth of a second and being disturbed by evil housemates who beset him with distractions during a crucial corner in Seattle.
And lo, our hero did weep and curse and cry out "**** this for a laugh" and did beat his chest and did try to eat his controller in frustration. But the lord gave our hero strength and verily it came to pass that the challenges were conquered one by one and our hero was heartened with great gladness.
And lo, when it finally came to pass that all of the challenges had been defeated and no longer was our hero a frustrating eight thousandths of a second out (again!), but was victorious by a glorious four tenths of a second in his GT1 racing chariot.
And whereupon he had gained his shiny new special licence he did journey with glad tidings to 'like the wind' to pit his newfound qualifications agains more foes who stood in his way.
Verily this new challenge was a walk in the park because it was on the test track which is like a game for the toys of small children. And lo, after a somewhat tedious half an hour of this childrens' racing, our hero was victorious once again and did stand over his vanquished foes with triumph and glory in his heart.
And thus was our hero awarded the fabled chariot of 787B which looked verily cool and was green and orange. And also lo, this new chariot was truly rapid and did have much mechanical downforce which made it handle rather like a babylonian wench, which was very cool.
And it came to pass that our hero did post his thoughts on the town message board and said to his companions "If you haven't already done it, go and sort out special licence becasue there's only two difficult bits and the rest is really easy, then you can go and win a 787 which is a sweet piece of machinery".
The end.
And the lord did test our hero as he entered the challenge, with diverse tests of sore difficulty and sorrow - the much feared Seattle circuit reverse and the pant-wettingly nasty Cote D'Azur.
And he did face many failures in these tasks and he was beset on all sides by the evil of missing qualifying by a mere one thousandth of a second and being disturbed by evil housemates who beset him with distractions during a crucial corner in Seattle.
And lo, our hero did weep and curse and cry out "**** this for a laugh" and did beat his chest and did try to eat his controller in frustration. But the lord gave our hero strength and verily it came to pass that the challenges were conquered one by one and our hero was heartened with great gladness.
And lo, when it finally came to pass that all of the challenges had been defeated and no longer was our hero a frustrating eight thousandths of a second out (again!), but was victorious by a glorious four tenths of a second in his GT1 racing chariot.
And whereupon he had gained his shiny new special licence he did journey with glad tidings to 'like the wind' to pit his newfound qualifications agains more foes who stood in his way.
Verily this new challenge was a walk in the park because it was on the test track which is like a game for the toys of small children. And lo, after a somewhat tedious half an hour of this childrens' racing, our hero was victorious once again and did stand over his vanquished foes with triumph and glory in his heart.
And thus was our hero awarded the fabled chariot of 787B which looked verily cool and was green and orange. And also lo, this new chariot was truly rapid and did have much mechanical downforce which made it handle rather like a babylonian wench, which was very cool.
And it came to pass that our hero did post his thoughts on the town message board and said to his companions "If you haven't already done it, go and sort out special licence becasue there's only two difficult bits and the rest is really easy, then you can go and win a 787 which is a sweet piece of machinery".
The end.
