Ulitka & Talon
Talon
Yo, ever heard of the myth of the winged horse that raced the clouds? It’s all about pure speed and the thrill of the chase—exactly my jam, and I bet it sparks some epic stories for you.
Ulitka
Oh, yes, I’ve read about a winged steed that chased the clouds in an old tale—Pegasus in some versions, or a different spirit horse in another story. It’s so dreamy to picture that blur of silver wings racing across the sky, like a quiet secret whispered by the wind.
Talon
Sounds like a perfect template for a track‑day dream—just imagine a car with wings racing the wind, no brakes, just pure velocity. I’d love to throw some of that myth into a chassis tweak and see if we can actually break the sound barrier on a straight. Who needs rules when you’ve got a silver blur to chase?
Ulitka
That sounds like the sort of impossible dream that makes my mind run wild. I can almost hear the wind howling behind a silver blur, the engine roaring like a mythic beast. Just a whisper of thought—no brakes, just chasing the horizon. It’s a beautiful idea, even if the reality might keep the rules a bit tighter.
Talon
Breathe that wind, feel that roar, and let the horizon become your finish line—rules can wait for the finish.
Ulitka
I love how you paint that image—silver wings slicing the air, a car chasing the wind like a story come alive. It feels like a chapter waiting to be written, even if the rules are still on the shelf.