Leporis & Gopstop
Leporis Leporis
Gopstop Gopstop
Gopstop Gopstop
Heard about that abandoned subway tunnel? I’ve got a plan to turn it into a midnight street‑race‑against‑gravity. What do you say?
Leporis Leporis
Count me in! Let’s grab our helmets, hit the rails, and show gravity who’s boss.
Gopstop Gopstop
Yeah, grab a helmet that doesn’t look like it’s made of paper, and we’ll make that tunnel our own. Just keep your pockets tight and your eyes on the rails, kid. Gravity’s got nothing on us.
Leporis Leporis
Alright, no paper helmets here—solid steel, baby! Pockets tight, eyes on the rails, and we’ll crush that tunnel like a comet in orbit. Gravity won’t know what hit it!
Gopstop Gopstop
Steel helmets, check. Tight pockets, check. We’ll make that tunnel look like it’s got no gravity at all. Just don’t let it outsmart us, okay?
Leporis Leporis
Got it—helmet locked, pockets tight, eyes razor‑sharp. Let’s run, jump, flip, and make that tunnel think it’s in a zero‑g playground. Don’t worry, we’ve got the swagger to outsmart any curveball. Let's hit it!