In the dawning age of antiquity a young sensation called Flufflepuff hopped onto the scene, instantly displaying a keen talent for speed and an ear for sick beats. With a car tuned to perfection she competed in the Carrot Cup, her wheels spinning effortlessly as if powered by some other worldly magical force... there are growing whispers in the deafening silence of the void she might be using Goblins for fuel
Rodeyo
