I remember when my college had a Turtle race. In my old house, we had a Turtle. He was named "Rodger" just because I thought Rodger was a cool name for a Turtle. I trained him to race and he was pretty good.
Eventually, I decided to paint his shell a different color as a joke in the race. I painted his shell green and added black hexagons. When the was about to start I nicknamed him "Koopa" and everyone just stared at me before bursting into laughter. He came in second place and I got a nice shirt that is too small for me now. If I had won, I would've gotten thirty bucks and the shirt I got.
Sadly, two weeks after the race Rodger met his inevitable death. It was pretty emotional for me. I sure did love Rodger.
Rc car...
Turtle...
hm
Oh, god.
