Hark, ye merry souls, heed this tale in rhyme,
Buzzed Race awaits, a game for a splendid time.
In medieval realms, with cards to choose,
Heart, club, diamond, or spade, no time to lose.

Wager your sips on a steed so bold,
Each color a knight, in tales of old.
Drawn cards propel the champions true,
Through six laid cards, victory in view.

But beware, noble bettors fair,
When knights o'erturn, a twist to bear.
Backward retreats, the fallen shall go,
A sip for the winners, the losers to bestow.

Join the revelry, let spirits flow,
In Buzzed Race's mirth, let the good times grow.
In castles and inns, the game takes flight,
A medieval delight, where fortunes alight !

Verily, we are joyous to present unto thee our maiden game. Should thou seek to enliven thy eve, thou art in the right abode! Choose a card's sign upon which to wager, and let the game be thy guide.

We do earnestly hope the game doth bring thee pleasure, and we do eagerly await thy feedback, that we may strive to deliver unto thee an experience yet more mirthful.

In true sincerity,

Cocktail.labs

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