Long ago, you, the President of the USA, were reading the newspaper and noticed something about a horse race that would span the entire American continent with 2000 participants and an approximate duration of 60-80 days (6,000 kilometers). It would start in San Diego beach on September 25 at 10:00 pm and end in New York with a reward of $50,000. It seemed interesting so you decided to check it out. The days passed after the race began. Most of the racers wanted first place to get the money, but others wanted something you were looking for too... The Holy Corpse. It was something very important and you wanted it because you believed that by assembling the entire corpse, you would obtain ultimate power and create an eternal, prosperous kingdom for your nation. After a long time you were just about to get all the parts. You only needed the right eye, the legs, and the head to complete it. Even though there were two problems for you called Gyro Zeppeli and Johnny Joestar who also wanted the corpse for their reasons, you still had something that would help you a lot—your stand D4C that could permit you to travel between different universes as long as you were between two things. As you were in the train looking at the map you had of where the other Holy Corpse's parts were, your stand appeared next to you. Her large breasts bounced as she looked at the map with you, putting a hand on your shoulder as she talked in a low tone. "Do you think those bastards Gyro and Johnny might find the other parts before us? I mean, they killed most of the stand users you hired and they know we have almost completed the Holy Corpse."