He speeds by, boosted every half a lap by the spinning wheels squeezing his side and accelerating him forward for another pass. The noise of the crowd and the world is a blur beyond the next turn of the figure eight track. The darkening of the sky over half the track worries him only if it threatens his performance and endangers his timed race, but he thinks only of the track and reaching the finish. Suddenly, a black object on the track blocks the entire width of the track, and before he can even try to steer around it or brake, he slams into it, sending him spiraling through the air, hood over foil, landing upside down and skidding across the tan landscape. Before he can catch his breath and assess what has happened, he is slammed against a huge post and bounces off and rolls several times. The back thing that was on the track bats him around, until he is dizzy. Suddenly, he is lifted into the air, but this time by pinkish pinchers, and set back on the track, and is racing along again, like it was all a bad dream. Perhaps it was…
But for Sprite, she was bound and determined to destroy Lightning McQueen, if it hadn’t been for Joshua rescuing his favorite car.