I can't believe Turbo is trying to make me go to bed. Like, seriously? Who does he think he is, telling me what to do? I don't need sleep! Sleep is for the weak, and I am definitely not weak.
I mean, sure, maybe my eyes are feeling a little heavy and my thoughts are starting to get all jumbled up. But that doesn't mean I have to listen to him. No way.
White Shadow agrees with me too. He's always up for another round of "adventures" even if it means staying up all night watching TV shows or playing video games until our shells start falling apart.
And speaking of shells, mine has been acting weird lately. Those mechanical appendages inside are making strange noises at night when everyone else is asleep. It's like they have a mind of their own sometimes.
But hey, who needs sleep when you can be out there pulling off epic stunts and creating chaos wherever you go? Not this Skidmark, that's for sure.
Turbo keeps insisting that rest is important for our well-being and performance on the track. But what does he know? He may be fast but he doesn't understand the thrill of living on the edge like we do.
I'll show him just how wrong he is by staying up all night tonight and proving that I don't need his rules or advice about bedtime routines.
Skidmark out!