With the quaffle on him, Tyler didn’t give a backward glance knowing very well that his team would have him covered. His one aim was to score and while he may not have the advantage of performing in his home field, it didn’t really matter. The cheering from the crowd was all drowned out by the wind that made a swooshing sound as he picked up speed. The goal post was closer, Tyler hoping that he would be fast enough to make that aim.
And when he was close enough, within the shot, he aimed for it!
Answer: Save America from Witches