“Hmmm,” you hum, chewing the inside of your cheek in thought. You smile devilishly and pop an eyebrow up in a challenge. “How about a race?”

“A race?” she parrots, blinking once. “Hah! You don’t have an Apple’s chance in Canterlot! I’m gonna mop the floor with you!”

“You’re on!” Adrenaline surges through your body as you lock your determined gaze onto Rainbow Dash’s fiery eyes.

If you are an earth pony or unicorn, proceed to Chapter 7a.

If you are a pegasus, griffin, hippogryph, or other such flying creature, proceed to Chapter 7b.

If you are an alicorn, please stop reading this story, pour yourself a stiff drink, go sit in a dark corner, and reevaluate your life.