What a bitch! Emmy cursed underneath her breath, which was coming a little bit faster from the adrenaline, and tried to compete with Fox a little bit more. The bike was falling behind Fox's new baby but that didn't mean anything apart from the fact that Emmy wasn't handling her right. It wasn't long until she met him at his side again, motioning for him to slow down. She needed a rest and some water. Panting was taking it out of her.