If there was one thing Racetrack Higgins wasn't, it would be humble. He loved to try and impress people, mostly you, and even though it was stupid most of the time, you would always laugh. Like when the newsies got in the newspaper, and he saw himself front page. He jabbed the paper, holding it in your direction with a smug smile. You had to roll your eyes.

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"Ain't I pretty?"

"Oh yeah, Race, sooo pretty."