,,here we go...focus. Speed, I am speed."
The young driver was sitting in his driver's room all alone,just as the race was about to start. Lighting McQueen a name known to many, many people. The young racing talent was one of the biggest stars of all time...not just thanks to his racing.
,,1 winner, 42 loseres. I eat loseres for breakfast..."
,, Breakfast... Maybe I should have had a breakfast. Breakfast could be good for me...
No.No.No. Stay focused! Speed..."
Focusing on what's important. Winning the final race of the season. Be the first rookie to win the Piston Cup. Nothing is going to stop him. No matter what would happen. He had the right mindset and he just needed to calm himself down a little.
,,I'm faster than fast, quicker than quick... I am lighting..."
,,hey Lightning you're ready?" Mack knocked on his door. Mack Cooper was his personal bodyguard and driver. He was responsible for getting his race car everywhere and also, get him everywhere. McQueen hated flying, but he loved driving. Which was not possible all the time as the one thing that made him famous were his parties.
,,oh yeah, Lighting's ready!" He was as confident as never before and he was ready to win.
McQueen stepped into the garage, that was already full of paparazzi, who wanted to take pictures of him. He got his helmet on and got into the car.
He could be the first rookie ever to win the Piston cup. There's nothing he wanted more. His career in Rusteze wasn't the best, cause being the face of a brand that sells creams for rusty cars, was definitely not on his bingo card.
Yet, he was still successful. Nothing could ruin his carrier. He knew exactly how to act in front of certain people, including paparazzi and interviewers. Not much could break the iron steel walls of his PR training.
He knew he had a lot of fuck ups. But he didn't really care. The moment he sat in that car was his favorite. At that moment everything stopped. Nothing mattered anymore.
He lost and sacrificed a lot to be where he is now. And he wasn't going to let anything or anyone take that away from him. Racing was his life. And it was all he cared about.
,,welcome back to Dinoco 400, I'm Bob Cutlass, here with my good friend Darrell Cartrip.
We're midway through what may be an historic day for racing"
,,Bob the pressure's through the roof! If it gets more exciting, someone's gonna have to drag me out of here!"
,, Absolutely right, Darrell! 3 cars are tied for the season points lead, heading into the final race of the season. And the winner of this race will win the season title and the Piston Cup!
Does the King, Strip Weathers, have one more victory before his retirement?"
,, he's been Dinoco's golden boy for years! Can he win the one last Piston Cup?"
,,and as always, in the second place spot, we will find Chick Hicks. He's been chasing that tailifin his entire career!"
,,Chick thought this was his year, Bob. His chance to finally emerge from the King's shadow,
but the last thing he expected was... THE LIGHTING MCQUEEN!"
,,You know, I don't think anybody expected this!
The rookie sensation came into the season unknown, but everyone knows him now!"
,,Will he be the first rookie to win the Piston Cup and land in Dinoco?"
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Fanfiction*fanfiction about cars but in human world* Young, up coming racing star, Lightning McQueen. A bad boy in his reputation, but a sweet heart on the grid. Egoist is something that can describe him the best. No family or friends on the line. What happen...
