Bloody hell!
I'll keep trying and if it fails, I'll give it all up and just go back to doing what I do best - arguing that the pod race was not, in fact, a heaving pile of crap, but instead, a cinematic masterpiece involving whips, chains and wookies ... oh, wait sorry - just a cinematic masterpiece. In my world, Quadronearo is my Robert DiNiro, the Pod Racer my automobile, and Chewie my Derk Digg ... oh wait!!!
Either that or I'll revert to Petting Ewoks full time. You see, although they got their lucky break from George, since then many have become homeless or neglected. There's always an ewok ready to be fed and loved, or a kettle drum ready to worshiped as a god. The only problem is the noise. The consistent chanting of "Nub Yub", and the Stormtrooper Helmet drumming that NEVER SEEMS TO STOP! Damn them! Damn them all .... etc