The race contined on for ten más laps. Sergi, and Apyr were in first, but Braeburn was right behind them.

Sergi: *turns right*
Braeburn: *follows*
Soarin: *Catching up*
Apyr: (Idea in process) Ram Soarin.
Sergi: Why?
Apyr: Just do it.
Sergi: *about to ram Soarin*
Soarin: *crashes into Braeburn*
Apyr: Hahaha. What do tu think about that?
Sergi: Nice.
Announcer: And the winner is.... Sergi in his Lotus Eltrot.
Ponies: *cheer*
Applejack: Booo!

half a minuto later

Announcer: Congratulations Sergi. As a reward, tu get $20,000.
Sergi: Thank tu so much *Accepts money*
Braeburn: Stop right there!!!! Heeeeeeeee...

We are introduced to one of the police ponies in this fanfiction. Master Sword. He was a corporal, and wanted to be promoted, but the only way to do that was to make thirty arrests. He only needed one more.

Master Sword: Hmm, what have we here? *Sees a mare standing por a car*
Night Frizz: *Putting air into one of the tires for her car*
Master Sword: *Puts on sirens*
Night Frizz: What did I do?
Master Sword: *Talking into loudspeaker* Ma'am, tu have parked too close to a fuego hydrant.
Night Frizz: But I'm no where near the fuego hydrant.
Master Sword: The law says tu have to park ten hooves, or...

queen of Changelings: This día is going to be perfect, the kind of día of which I've dreamed since I was small, everypony will gather round, say I look lovely in my gown, what they don't know is that I have fooled them all!

Princess Cadence: This día was going to be perfect, the kind of día of which I've dreamed since I was small, but instead of having cake, with all my friends to celebrate, my wedding bells, they may not ring for me at all!

Queen of Changelings: I could care less about the dress, I won't partake in any cake! Vows? Well, I'll be lying when I say, that through any kind of weather,...