Rory's Weekend
Rory was playing with his toy cars on his racetrack as his father padded up to the door. "son?" he turned and smiled, "hi daddy!" his father sat down on the bed, "son, come up here." rory gave a shrug and started to climb up onto his father lap.
A Buizel Sporened
It was like a single lane racetrack, stretching out past obstacles of mossy boulders, glowing crystalline protrusions, and thick patches of some bushy plant the zebstrika had been chewing on. aleena panted, leaning against a jagged crystal.
Season 2
'the one on the racetrack.' 'oh yeah.' said maria excitedly. 'he looked nice and lean, the way i like my meat.' this caused more giggles from the tri-wrecks.
Spare Parts and Analog Hearts
The ceiling was lit with emerald lights while the winding racetrack below was bathed in bright neon purple strips.
Girth of the Magi
He gave one last dismissive wave before turning to exit the racetrack that clint and sain had been jogging on. clint made a motion like he was about to yell something after the white huskie, but sain held him back. "i hate that guy..."
Fast Impressions
The morning sun blazed on the horizon, the bare aluminum bleachers of the racetrack shimmering with dew.
Pokephilia Story (NSFW) - Thankful for Love and Lust (Lloyd Pt. 1)
He was a man who would do anything he wanted to do, and what he oftentimes did when he wasn't home alone and cooped up was go to the nearby dragstrip racetrack and burn some rubber.
Baramon - Episode 2
It's a racetrack. we run the risk of a runaway boulder and getting it out of a corner would be far harder than rolling it normally. plus, we have half an hour to do this! we're expected to basically roll a _mountain_ across a racetrack in thirty minutes!
Steele's Daughter
Gaudy red ribbons kept the spectators on either side of the little female husky out of the racetrack. sansha opened her mouth in a dogsmile, showing her clean white fangs and pink tongue.
My Draggy Cub is Born
I run around in between your legs with a new level of excitement running it like a racetrack. i'm dressed in baggy, blue shorts and a t-shirt with a broken heart on it.
Holiday Special
There was what looked like a racetrack circling most of the back area. past the track were the actual stables, though the doors to them were currently closed. then there was the shack. lockely was not sure in what universe it qualified as a shack.
Attitude Adjustment
The mountains were just visible across to my right, the snowy's in all their banjo patterson grandeur, and the perfect line of dual carriage highway snaked away into the distance like a section of grey racetrack made just for me.