I'm involved in a poisonous and unhealthy relationship.
The only "Mario Kart" racer I use is Bowser, even though his style isn't conducive to the frenetic item assaults of 12-player races. Every time the big guy takes a hit he stops cold and takes three hours to get back up to speed. And yet I stick with him because when the throttle is all the way down, fattie is faster than everyone else. It's this chase for elusive top speed that keeps me sticking with him, even though I would probably be better with other facers.
I stick with him out of loyalty. I've always been Bowser and always will be. Bowser, I wish I could quit you.
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