Of course, it was still worth listening to the professionals.
Since ordinary power alone could win the race, there really was no need to take risks.
Things made by goblins... tended to have something to do with explosions, even if they were race cars.
Judging by the chief technician's tone, that red button was nothing like the nitrous boost on a normal race car. It was a bomb detonator.
I'd have to be crazy to press it!
"Ladies and gentlemen!" A loudspeaker blared, carrying Gixil's shrill voice. He would be serving as both referee and commentator today.
The role required someone relatively neutral who also understood racing, and Gixil was the perfect choice.
Gixil was standing atop a temporary platform erected halfway along the track.
The platform offered a view of the entire course.
Some spectators watched from the starting line, while others gathered at the finish. Still others were scattered along both sides of the track.
Wherever they stood, they would lose sight of the cars once they drove a little too far away, so a commentator was needed to give everyone live updates on the race.
At the sound of Gixil's voice, the crowd quieted a little.
"Let's welcome today's two contestants-Mr. Puzik from Gadgetzan and Earl Rhode from Southshore! The race is about to begin!"
The crowd beside the track erupted again.
Rhode and Puzik slowly brought their cars to a stop level with Gixil's platform. Both Rocket Cars roared in place, ready for the race to begin.
"On your marks... get set... go!"
What? Gixil was way too unprofessional! Why was he starting the race like a hundred-meter sprint?
And wasn't there supposed to be a beautiful race girl standing between the cars, waving a flag?
"The race has begun! Look! Mr. Puzik is the first