Ridiculous, swift, and giddy.
Bonkers by name, bonkers by nature, these out-of-control Moshlings adore whizzing around at breakneck speeds, sniffing out fun with their glee-seeking noses, which also act as brakes – ouch! Don’t attempt to put your foot in a Bonkers Whizzling because the last Monster to try ended up in Moshpital with tarmac up its nose.
Smooth concrete and retro disco.
Pebbles and Monsters who don’t use pooper-scoopers.
Bonkers Whizzlings love racing along Main Street but they are said to come from Rolling Ridge.