The traffic cop watched the banana peel fall from the elevated highway and land on top of a streetlamp. High above him, the roar of engines cut through the still night air. Those illegal street racers were at it again. And this time he’d have them dead to rights.
He flipped on his lights and sped up an onramp. Sure enough, there was the king’s delinquent daughter and her criminal friends.
A barrage of green shells slammed into his cop car, sending him spinning out as they all scattered.
He sighed. He had to get out of the Mushroom Kingdom.

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