Breakdown's engine growls as he flies over a small dune, catching a few feet of air. He lands heavy and skids, then promptly starts forward again. He can't match Knock Out's speed, never could, and doesn't bother anymore. Knock Out never gets too far away from him, anyway.

"Haha, you see that one? Not bad for a ramp made outta sand!" Should be answer enough to the question, because yes, it feels great to have all four tires on the ground again. No more juggling acts with his spare, no more taking it easy for his axel. He cuts a wide turn, spraying up a sheet of dust and grit.