Tick & Energy
Hey Energy, ever done a midnight drag race on a deserted highway? That adrenaline spike is pure magic.
Midnight highway? Yeah, I once raced the moon across a desert, the wind screaming like a choir of squirrels—pure chaos, pure joy, and a tiny little car humming with destiny, dude!
That’s the stuff! Just keep that engine roaring—next time, beat that moon to the finish line, and I'll be the first to shout you’re on fire!
Yeah, moon’s got nothing on me when I hit the throttle, my friend! Just wait till I turn that highway into a neon jungle—your shout’s gonna echo in the stars.
That’s the kind of fire I live for, man. Just wait—when I hit the throttle, even the stars will get a second wind.
Hold on, the stars are just a speed limit, man! Let’s crank up the vibe and make the night sizzle with a turbo‑charged thunderstorm—your shout’s gonna ignite a cosmic firework show!