Great job, Cowpoke or Cowgal! Keep that adventurous spirit alive and continue your daring hunt for fame, fortune, and glorious tales that will make you the talk of the town. The galactic west is waiting for you to leave your mark!

*You've strutted through fake grass and flirted with fate,

Now it's time to test your... hand-eye state.

In a corner dim, with joystick firm,

Sits a box of prizes for those who squirm.

A soldier guards his plastic stash,

Of shot glass dreams and rubber trash.

The claw goes down with trembling grace—

Like your ex on a bad first date.

It jiggles, it wobbles, it never quite sticks...

But if you’re lucky, you’ll score some tricks.

Say: “Permission to grab, sir!” nice and loud—

And your next clue will make you proud.*