A Day at the Races

[forevermadao]

[Today, as you make your way about Camp, you may notice the cowbots stampeding in a less chaotic manner than usual. In fact, they appear to be racing laps around some of the dilapidated old barns while an undead bookie stands by, collecting bets of various currencies. In the audience is at least one sketchy, middle-aged man.]

Go, Bessie-tron, go! I've got it all riding on you!

[Care to place a bet, or just watch the spectacle?]