High Octane Hobbies presents: Redline Rampage
Welcome, fellow rocketeers, to the most intense, the most daring, the most utterly absurd rocket racing event on Earth!
Where else can you find a 500-foot rocket ship, piloted by a 5-year-old, with a payload of whoopee cushions and a fuel tank full of Jell-O?
Or, for that matter, a rocket ship shaped like a giant chicken, piloted by a retired accountant, with a payload of disco records and a fuel tank full of moonshine?
Nowhere, that's where! Because this is Redline Rampage, baby, where the rules are made up, and the point is to have a blast!