On 1890, one of the first Transcontinental races across the United States was held: The Steel Ball Run. Amongst the many controversies the plagued the race was the high death toll, the ill-defined and infrequently applied rules, being use as a way to launder money by a myriad of companies and private individuals, and the race being used as a form to cover up the search for the Holy Corpse of Jesus Christ for it's probability-defying power.
It's only natural that someone who knew what the race would become would seek to join in their newly aimless state. Whether to go home, or recover what once lost, the figure, joining the race more out of instinct than any respect for the memories they held, seek to find out thing for the duration of this treacherous trip: why are they here?
It's only natural that someone who knew what the race would become would seek to join in their newly aimless state. Whether to go home, or recover what once lost, the figure, joining the race more out of instinct than any respect for the memories they held, seek to find out thing for the duration of this treacherous trip: why are they here?
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